On the advice of a wonderfully wise fellow writer, I suppose I ought to reveal to you all the source of my own grief. While the telling of the whole story is something I’ve never attempted, I am sure I could fill a book with the ups and downs of my mom’s illness, her passing, and the beginning of my grief. Here, however, is the blog post version- as quick as I can make it. Continue reading “A Little Introduction- Why I Grieve”
Oh Nashville, this isn’t how I wanted it to end. But as with any breakup, there’s never just one clear reason and it’s never really a “clean break”, is it? Everyone says it isn’t truly over, but we are definitely on a break right now… and I am cheating on you with Montana! It sucks. Even though I didn’t always like you, you gave me what I needed. I joke! But it does feel like a bad breakup!Continue reading “To Nashville, With Love”
I am TIRED of putting others’ feelings before my own in every single interaction, ever. It seems to be my modus operandi and that’s just… some bullshit. I am EXHAUSTED and BURNT OUT and I have decided I am NOT DOING IT ANYMORE. This ain’t gonna be pretty- but it needed to happen.Continue reading “Politeness? or Poison?”
This will be two separate, eerily linked posts… just…. hold on tight guys, this is a ride.
The strangest… most lovely… most surprising thing just happened to me. And if I didn’t believe in the universe being connected before, I will never be able to deny it again.Continue reading “To Cheryl- Who reminds us to be kind”
Y’all I can’t sleep.
I am upset tonight. People from all over the country are messaging to make sure I am safe because of the riots happening in downtown Nashville. I am witnessing how fear and anger and sadness and cultural norms and stereotypes are veiling the true intent of peoples’ words and actions. I will TRY to make this quick because I am too tired and need to sleep, but do you ever feel a thought curled up at the back of your head for days, pulling your daily experiences and observations into its sphere? Does it ring like a bell trying to get your attention?Continue reading “Release Your Role”
Oof y’all this is going to be another rambler, but isn’t that life?
I certainly don’t live in neatly structured chunks that all have an obvious goal, a well-defined plan of attack, and a satisfying conclusion- this ain’t an essay! IF ONLY…. I’m great at essays. But in these messier parts of life I have learned (and even fondly embraced) messier thinking. I used to think in black and white- now I get that 90% of reality is actually some shade of gray.Continue reading “ENOUGH.”
NOTE: I wrote this a couple nights ago while laying in bed. The VERY NEXT DAY, a dear sweet friend told me that some of MY WORDS had something of this affect on him…. I just…. when you continue reading, you will understand why this felt like one of the most proud moments of my life. To hear someone I love and admire say this to me… about my work… Okay maybe I’m blowing his comment out of proportion, but it did mean a lot that my work means even just something to someone.Continue reading “(A Few) Things That Changed My Life”
These past two weeks have been FULL. Full of checking news updates all day… and isolation.. and escalation of the virus… but also EMPTY. So many of us face, for perhaps the first time EVER, an unknown amount of days stuck in our homes without the daily routines and structures that give our lives order and rhythm. We have never had this amount of free time.Continue reading “Advice to Myself”
I hate when people call me strong. I know. That is so ungrateful. I know it’s about the biggest compliment I could ask for right now. But it’s also the most isolating and counterintuitive comment.Continue reading “Let’s Cut the Act”
I’ve been faced with ideas of my own place as a woman lately. What should I be doing at this point in my life? How should I behave? Who should I allow into my sphere? Why is it so damn hard to put down my foot and say what I WANT?Continue reading “To Myself and For Myself”
I think…. I’m embarrassed to admit this…. but I think I used to be a know it all. As I got older, life smacked me down enough times (and I mean, like an Olympic volleyball player spiking me into the floor) that I grew up fast and realized that I really knew nooooothing. Like at all. I’ve almost done a complete 180°.Continue reading “Be Brave Enough to Keep It Simple”