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I go on walks – long walks – pretty much every day, sometimes multiple times a day, sometimes alone late at night. (I know. Just… I know. I shouldn’t do it. I know.) Recently on these walks, I have seen: Twin Old Ladies Y’all. I’m not EVEN kidding. There they were, up ahead of me,…

Sometimes, my heart needs them. Sometimes, my mind needs them. Sometimes, my will needs them. Sometimes, my faith needs them. Thank goodness for my mom. Who serves as the jumper cables to YOUR soul?

It is impossible to be courageous without first being afraid. It is impossible to be courageous without first deciding that you are willing to fail. It is impossible to be courageous without first accepting the possibility that your very best efforts might truly prove you to be inadequate and out of your league. – –…

My weekend was packed with sundry events of note. For starters, on Friday afternoon at work, I took the elevator and made small talk with the other passenger – a complete stranger. He told me that he was throwing a party that night. I told him to have fun. That night, I donned a red…

For as much as I talk about missing Seattle, a night like last night happens, and I am so happy that I live here.

This is my nephew Micah. He is 4. He is one of my favorite humans on the planet, tied only with his little brother Tyler. Micah has always been advanced when it comes to speech – he has a large vocabulary, and is not afraid to use it. Recently, during a game of Candyland, he…

Just like my stack of washcloths:Slowly but surely.

Today marks the departure of my dear friend Sarah, who is making the big move from Nashville to Mansfield, TX, to begin a new chapter in her life. While I am excited for what the future holds for her, I am not smiling. I am sad to see her go. Sarah and I met several…

The deed is done – I made it through my first writer’s round without a) train-wrecking, or b) crying. I had about 10 friends who made it out, which meant so much, especially since I still call myself “new to Nashville” – thanks to those of you who came. I was lucky enough to share…

One of the biggest draws to spend the summertime in Montrose revolves around some of our favorite friends, who we refer to simply as “the Hong Kong boys.” Several Indian families who live in Hong Kong also own vacation homes in my humble little cowpoke hometown, and for years, the summertime has meant reunions. These…