On New Year’s Eve, my mom and I bundled up and went for a magical late night stroll in the snow. It was the perfect way to ring in the New Year, “making fresh tracks” as my mom put it, breathing in the cool air, marveling at how quiet it was, and throwing a few snowballs of course. I always love that week between Christmas and New Year’s when the mad holiday rush is over…
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It’s a snowy March day in Wyoming and I’ve been thinking a lot about my Dad today. It’s true what people say, that the grief comes in waves. There are good days and bad days. Days when I don’t want to think or talk about it at all, and days where I can’t quite focus fully on anything else because he is on my mind. Some days it feels good to cry, and other days…
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It’s a quiet Sunday. Grey. Michael and I raked the billions of fallen leaves in our yard today, which was somewhat of a feat in the Wyoming wind. It was the kind of day that calls for cozy socks and a nap. Our wood stove is back in regular use, our only (chosen) means of heat through the winter months. Michael and I took the dogs for a walk and the town felt more still…
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Four years ago in Hawaii I ran a 15.6 mile race. It took me exactly two hours, fifty four minutes and fourteen seconds. (I am not the swiftest of runners). That’s almost three hours of running. And today folks, today, I ventured out for my first run in a long while and I could hardly muster 15 minutes. Not even two miles! Lordy, how the body changes. As I chugged along, huffing and puffing, thighs…
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Confession. Recently, I actually did the following: I woke up, rolled out of bed, grabbed my Iphone off the nightstand and shuffled half asleep down the hall to the bathroom, where I proceeded to check my work email on my phone while I peed. Let me repeat, I CHECKED MY EMAIL WHILE I PEED. That’s right. As in, I was doing business while I was doing my business. And then I decided to scroll through…
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