Happy Birthday Blog to my Youngest
But if we notice—if we pause to feel that force within us, to arrange the trivial and achieve balance—if we stay mindful of our days, we find the joy.
It’s Been a Year: Pendulums and Rollercoasters
Emotions then Numbers
Maybe we can think of 125 things Mom means to us—one for each day of this year so far—before we drift off under the Chicago sky, where city lights dim the stars.
My Mind: Putting the Stoics to Practice
My mind is the only thing I can control. Clarity around this concept is everything in crisis and chaos. It’s both liberating and centering.
Hero in My Works
If you have a hero-in-my-works in your life, please know that we wear a cape to justify ourselves and feel worthy, AND we do big things because we love you.
The Breezeway
The breezeway and creaking swing are long gone. I remember very few specific words exchanged over that slab of covered concrete. New birds fill the air with song, different crickets fuss at night, but the sanctity of those shared moments in the breezeway lingers.
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