Crossing Out the Days

Crossing Out the Days

I am a calendar person. Paper, always. As a little girl, I enjoyed crossing out the blank spaces with a black marker. The ink slid across the confined space and a small glimpse of exhilaration filled my young mind. I still cross out days in my At-A-Glance black...
The Things That We Love

The Things That We Love

I ran across this Thomas Merton quote, “The things that we love tell us what we are.” As soon as I heard these words, I knew them to be true. In the last few months, I’ve paid attention to what I adore and what is falling to the periphery. Living...
Be. Here. Now.

Be. Here. Now.

Paying attention often means intersecting with important reminders. This past weekend I walked into a gift shop and spotted a key chain with the words, “Be. Here. Now.” I’ve repeated over and over how much I resist sitting in the present moment....
Unscripted Moments

Unscripted Moments

Two weekends ago, our scheduled plans did not include a visit to the swimming pool. The wading in the water and the cannonballs that made a large splash were impromptu and spontaneous. This revelry was set into a motion with a simple request by my daughter, “Can...
6th Grade and All the Places She Will Go

6th Grade and All the Places She Will Go

It took me a few minutes to type the title of this piece. The passage of time unfolds without paying attention to the complicated, sad or happy. Since my daughter’s birth, I am accustomed to marking time with her milestones. Today she will leave home as a fifth...
Thoughts on Bullet Journaling and Consistency

Thoughts on Bullet Journaling and Consistency

In January I chose my word of the year – consistency. The first quarter of 2017 has proved humbling. I’ve concluded  I still have much to learn when it comes to possessing the discipline to continue with a plan or habit. The last 3 months have taught me it...