My Heart is Riding Shotgun

I recently did something that I never knew I wanted to do. It wasn't in a five-year plan or on a bucket list.

If you are on any type of social media, ou may have wondered, if only for a moment, about someone else's perfect life.

If you live long enough, and if you love enough, you will know the burden of grief.

I learned something in third grade that had a lasting effect on me.

I've been thinking about my own deer paths lately - the consistent rituals that I've created to navigate my life.

I am the friend who knows that nothing fixes the loss, and all my words feel wrong.

I never took it for granted that an impeccable meal was placed before me nearly every night of the week.

Remembering is to begin the process of grieving.

How do we know that those who leave this earth are still with us? We absolutely don’t. We don’t have the scientifically agreed upon details or the proof. But if you ask me, details and proof aren’t

I got my first tattoo at age 24. It’s a sun. My favorite color is yellow. My favorite flower is a sunflower. And my favorite day is sunny.

I have taken the pandemic with caution. I did this for my own safety, and as a human sharing this planet, to do my part to protect others.

When you live in the Southeast, you get a couple of nice snows each winter. Because it was infrequent, it always made me giddy.