Writing Under Pressure
I'm currently sitting in a coffee shop, Christmas carols warbling through the speaker behind my head, and my chai tea offering a relaxing scent to what feels like a very holiday heavy morning. The Florida sky is grey today, the temperature a brisk 60 degrees. It's about as Christmasy as our...
The Thing About Christmas
There's this memory that sort of hovers over me every year. It floats in sometime after Thanksgiving, and grows increasingly strong until Christmas morning when it roars past me like a freight train. Sometimes I wish I could catch the memory, maybe climb back into it, and wrap myself up in the...
Battle Weary
I thought it was a good idea. It seemed to be so, anyway. As I walked down the sidewalk, in the beginning, I felt proud of myself for the suggestion. This wasn't just a good idea - it was a great one. Those happy thoughts lasted all of thirty seconds. It was a beautiful evening yesterday. It...
A Pause of Thanks
I'm taking a pause this week so celebrate the gift of family. This means opening my computer as minimally as possible, laughing as often as I can, eating more than I probably should, and choosing to embrace the craziness of the holidays. We spent two nights in the great outdoors camping with...
