It’s kind of hard for me to believe, but last week, the sixth anniversary of this little online space quietly slipped by.
Honestly, it sometimes feels like I’ve only been at this for one or two years. Reality hits, though, when I notice that one of the “Related” links at the bottom of a post leads me to something I wrote in 2014. Where has the time gone?
I cast my first vote in a presidential election on my 18th birthday. The year was 1988. I went to the city hall in my little town after school and filled out my ballot. It was a rite of passage I’ve never forgotten.
We have let go of so many things this year. I started to make a list, but then I stopped. You have your own list; you don’t need to see mine. The point is, nearly every single activity or event that we thought might happen since mid March has either not …
“Any advice for my 40s? I only hear good things about them.” I read that line recently in an Instagram post, and it sorta stopped me in my tracks for a minute. It made me want to go down to the basement storage room, dig out the box of letters …
This has been such a weird season that I seriously considered writing a post called “What I Failed to Learn This Summer.” I’ve actually started such a list, and maybe I’ll post it sometime. However, in the interest of keeping traditions during a time when so many have been postponed …
When my dad died last year, I got short text from my friend Kim. “Your dad’s in heaven,” it read. “Good for him!” This might sound like a strange thing to say to a grieving daughter, but coming from Kim, it was perfect. Not only is she is a dear …