Rainbows, Turkeys and Sore Legs
Sometimes, we forget what a privilege it is to be so inconvenienced by the little things.
Sometimes, we forget what a privilege it is to be so inconvenienced by the little things.
I backed off and something amazing happened. F’s self-esteem and independence flourished.
The best things in life really are the little things.
Like that extra loop around the pond, just for me.
Anyone who knows me at all knows that I’ve got a bad habit of piling too much on my proverbial plate. They might even argue there’s rarely enough on my actual plate. And it’s true. I’m currently working on FIVE programs on top of work, F and a relationship. As one project came to a close, I… Continue reading Juggle, juggle
There’s something about peach wine and falling in the street that makes a girl feel young again. Or something.