watering with words
I enjoy blogging and podcasting so much, that I can’t even tell you. It lights me up inside to press the publish button and know that I’m creating these small records of my existence. I love connecting with people in this way and hope that my words will give somebody comfort or make them feel... Continue Reading →
I’m officially at the stage in my life where I prioritize comfort over cuteness. If you catch me looking cute, on any given day, it’s because I got lucky with some comfy, cute clothes. My plantar fasciitis dictates the kind of shoes I can wear, so you won’t find me dead in a pair of... Continue Reading →
Whoever said “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me” may have been a little out of touch. Words can absolutely hurt. They can heal. They can empower. They can make or break relationships. It’s why the phrases “think before speaking” and “choose your words wisely” came into existence. Yesterday... Continue Reading →
It has been about two years since I started this blog. It wasn’t always public. I spent the first year in the shadows - hiding from other people and not writing very often. Maybe once a month I would force myself to draft something up. A handful of my first entries never made the cut... Continue Reading →
The first time I was stung by a bee was probably seventeen years ago in a corridor of my high school. How the bee got inside, I’ll never know. I was chatting it up with a friend, laughing and carrying on, when I felt something land in my hair. I very casually reached for it... Continue Reading →
It’s women’s history month, so you know I gotta write about women. News flash: Being a woman is hard. Not even going to get into the physical stuff that women have to endure - just kidding, I am. Menstrual cycles? Are you kidding me with this shit? I don’t know if I’m alone here -... Continue Reading →
Happy Sunday! I hope you're enjoying a nice hot cup of coffee or tea. Maybe a mimosa? Maybe a beermosa? Lemonade? Or maybe just some water because your Saturday was rough. Whatever brought you here today, I'm glad. I want to remind you that you are beautiful. You are enough. You are important. You are... Continue Reading →
Greetings from Page, Arizona! Took a guided tour of the Antelope Valley Canyon this morning and learned that self-guided tours are no longer permitted because taggers, litter bugs, and daredevils ruined it for the rest of us. Our tour guide, an incredible Dine (pronounced Di Nay) woman, shared with us a brief history of the... Continue Reading →
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