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Jennifer Boykin from Life After Tampons, got me started on the Soulful Sunday. Today she did a picture post about having a peaceful day at home. I felt it because, I too, am having a peaceful day at home. This is the first spring where the patio is open and I’m sitting here planning . . . → Read More: Soulful Sunday Tooling along the Mass Pike, my new “Spring, Finally” playlist cranking away, I settled easily into the four hour drive to NY today. There wasn’t a lot of traffic to deal with so my thoughts were able to soar along with the music. Did you ever find yourself amid a swirl of thoughts and . . . → Read More: Strangely Dim You know it. That time in between. The storm has quieted. The rain has stopped. But the rainbow has not yet appeared. What do you do in this in-between time? You can’t sit on the patio because the furniture is wet. You can’t lie on the beach because there is no sun. You’re done . . . → Read More: That Time In Between “Stop wearing you wishbone where your backbone ought to be.” ~Elizabeth Gilbert Wow. That sure hits home if you’ve ever been called upon to do something hard that you just didn’t want to do. You wish it could be different, but you have to buck up and do what needs to be done. You . . . → Read More: Bones Sushi is like skiing. Sushi is also like golfing. Sushi is not like bowling. This I realized yesterday when I suggested, “Dinner?” to a friend. She came back with, “Sushi?” “Uh…no,” I replied. There are certain things in life you should learn. There are certain things in life you should teach your children, such . . . → Read More: Sushi Is Like Skiing This is the photo of the suspect after he placed the backpack bomb beside Martin and his family. After all is said and done and prayed for and captured, there is still a lot of inner processing left in the aftermath to do. This photo smacked me hard – harder than all the rest . . . → Read More: Remind Me This morning I woke up lying in the aftermath of my week in Boston. A week that I could never, even in my writer’s imagination, have imagined. I needed to keep my lens, through which I focus the week’s happenings, adjusted properly. I knew today was going to be a day of coming down, coming . . . → Read More: A Soft Landing …then there was today. Yesterday was day 4 of my Young Authors Workshop. The children were very excited because the next day they were doing “author readings” in the store and the local newspaper was coming. They spent the better part of the class finishing the illustrations for their books they were going to share . . . → Read More: First There Was Yesterday… This morning I got up and set to work going out to do what I needed to do today along with all the other Bostonians all around me. A friend of mine wrote a blog entitled Finding Perspective that I read just before leaving the house. Not being up here in the city or being . . . → Read More: Gaining Perspective – Day 2 After such a wonderful first day of teaching my Young Authors Workshop to a fabulous group of children, I came home to the devastation that hit our beautiful city today. An amazing family is hosting me for my work up here in Boston this week and it felt good to be with them tonight instead . . . → Read More: Heavy Heart |
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