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
Well, that was a disaster…
I think it is safe to say that I literally did a face plant after returning home. I mean totally fell apart and the crazy thing is that I knew it was coming. Does that ever happen to you, like you know its coming and it still happens? 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
“Mom,” my youngest called while sitting in the front seat of our new car.
I heard her plea, but I didn’t respond. I was too busy swinging my head from side to side, making sure that I didn’t hit the, ummm, already crushed brick on the left of my driveway or trample over the grass on the right.
But she didn’t let up, “Maaaaam!,” she whined with attitude, a skill her old sister helped her perfect months ago. Continue reading