So I’m slightly obsessed with the Human of New York page on Facebook. I think it’s my love of story. My love of life. It allows me little pockets into lives I will never know.
Some make me smile. Others are simply amusing. My favorites are those that move me to tears, tears of the beauty that I see or the ache of a pain I know well.
Every now and then I run across one that sticks with me, like this one above. There was something about it. It spoke to me. I can’t tell you what it was, but this feeling just hit my gut, something deep within me. Depth. A depth my eyes couldn’t see, but my heart could feel. Continue reading
I, well we, are starting a new trend.
Yes, totally new. Never seen before… and when you start hearing the buzz, What’s this? Who came up with this? I just want you to know it started here. That’s right, right here, baby!
Okay, so hear me out.
It’s called SLO-DATING.
In the midst of a culture where everything is fast. Fast cars. Fast food. Fast internet. Fast girls. Fast marriages. Fast… we are slowing things down. I mean like really slowing things down.
To get a visual of how slow… check this out… and you’re welcome. Continue reading
I am inspired to write a piece on dating after reading a FB blip by a friend of mine….
“Dating these days is just like being in a romantic comedy.
Minus the romance. Minus the comedy.”
If you are single or you have a friend that is single then I encourage you to read on. Continue reading
I was riding home today after a long day at the camps (shown above), just staring out the window, reflecting on all that had transpired over the day. Thoughts streamed in and out seamlessly until my tired mind just fell into a lull, matching the rhythmic movements of the bus. Continue reading
While it may not be time to share the stories I have heard, there are a few things so noteworthy that I feel I must pass them along…
So, here they are so (although there will most likely be a Part 2 to this list) Continue reading
I know I said I would share Musaed’s story on my next post, but I lied. Okay, I didn’t really lie. I started it and am working on it, but I need to write this first.
I was at the gym this morning, a wonderful place to be after having four straight days with my little team. I love them, like crazy love them, but don’t we all need breaks, dear sisters? And I, was in desperate need of a little sweaty time where I could just stick on my music and not think. No thinking, just sweating. Continue reading
So, we went to the beach with our new friend. His name is Musaed (pronounced Moo-saud) and he asked that I used his real name and has given me permission to share his story, which is pretty stinkin incredible, so the next post will be just that.
But, I need to address something first, something that became so apparently obvious to me in the middle of our amazing day. Continue reading