Beautifully Imperfect

Sipping coffee and staring at a wall. This is how my best days begin. I’m incredibly introverted, so my quiet alone time is paramount to filling my energy bucket. The Christmas tree is great on the eyes for this habit, but today it got me thinking the struggle I had this weekend with decorating our … Continue reading Beautifully Imperfect

Hurt or Hostile.

I’m toying with this thought, a euphemistic play on words, if you will, that’s slowly changing the way I relate to the world. The terms “slowly” and “euphemistic” underscore just how much I’m dreading this process – I’d rather be done already, and use profanity instead of cutesy alliteration to describe the beleaguered process. But … Continue reading Hurt or Hostile.