Little Lucky

One of the things about social media is that there’s always some sort of bandwagon on which to jump, some hashtag to follow, some challenge in which to participate. For the second year in a row, I’ve proudly declared myself a participant of #The100Day Project. (Between this and reading 100 Days to Brave, it’s like…

Spanning Decades

My office is a short commute from where I live… approximately 15 steps upstairs. It was one of the first things that drew us to this house: separate workspaces for both my husband and myself, plus extra room for guests. There are days when I stop to drink it all in. I am doing what…

Growing Pains

Do you remember the worst pain you’ve ever felt? Eight years ago, I opened my eyes in the comfort of my bed and felt something very wrong. My elbows were sore, my knees were stiff, and I couldn’t move my fingers. Later that day, my shoulders started aching and my wrists swelled. In less than…

El Roi & El Shâma

“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.” –Elisabeth Kübler-Ross Quiet. It’s my most favorite sound. For the past two weeks, I’ve had the most glorious sleep. Coming off a long…

The Shame Game

I’m about halfway through Brené Brown’s Gifts of Imperfections. It’s a short book, but I’m taking it chapter by chapter, averaging one every two weeks to really unpack this. It’s like my Voice of Reason and I have our own little book club (although, mostly one-sided), where I draw parallels between other things I’ve read…

See Brave, Say Brave

365 days. One year. I remember waking up on January 5, 2018 to a phone call from my mom. It’s unlike her to call so early (especially since she knows Nashville trails Atlanta by one time zone), so it felt important. With my heart plummeting to my stomach, I sleepily answered the phone and asked her…

Ready, Set…

I began writing this twenty minutes south of Atlanta, preparing to leave my parents’ home. As a college student who’d started coming and going over the holidays, I remember talking to a friend of mine who was ten years older. “Leaving never gets easier,” she said. We started the day around the breakfast table, drinking…

Choosing All In

I had a rare free night last Thursday that I’d planned to fill with writing. Although earlier that day, I learned that cancer took a friend of ours and I didn’t know what to say about it (if anything). So, instead of writing, I drew. I’ve been devouring podcasts and books lately – some on…

Got a Light?

I recall waking up with an air of excitement and gratitude. I even had a moment where I felt “I’m back!” But a few hours later, I found myself browsing my closet with familiar whispers saying, “Why bother? Nothing looks good on you.” The difference is I’m now equipped with an arsenal of comebacks. I…

Patience, Young Grasshopper

I had one big pep talk this morning with a little wonder on the side of what this session would hold. Might this be the last one? I’ve made so much progress and feel so much better! Am I “cured?” As I wrapped up the last two chapters in the book I’d been working through for…