Musings inspired by everyday life.

  • Trust the signs.

    I just returned from a 10 day work and personal adventure around Japan. I figured I’d likely get lost several times. After all, it’s a completely d...
  • Here right now.

    I went to a tiny eight seat coffee shop in Kyoto and met another woman named Isabella. We got to chatting as we were both there alone. She told me...
  • Embrace the contradictions.

    Jack recently shared a very relatable struggle he was feeling. It went something like: “Mommy, I want to. And I don’t want to.” This time, it was ...
  • We matter to each other.

    I talk to my dad every day as he’s navigating the aftermath of Hurricane Helene. When I asked how he was doing this past week, he said: “this is th...
  • Learn to fall.

    Jack took his first skateboard lesson at a nearby skatepark and seemed to totally crush it. He barely fell and made so much progress in a short amo...
  • The space between.

    The devastation in my hometown of Asheville, North Carolina and surrounding areas hits very close to my heart. My dad survived despite many close c...
  • The power of yet.

    My kiddo Jack wants to be a skateboarder. The thing is, he’s not very good (yet). Recently, he drew a picture of himself standing tall on his skate...
  • Like a tree in autumn.

    Autumn signaled its return earlier this week while I was out walking. As I passed by a large tree, it stopped me in my tracks. It was as if someone...
  • You never know.

    My kiddo Jack and I love to play the card game Uno. Recently while starting a new game, Jack got dealt a really lousy hand off the bat. Even worse,...
  • Go to the flow.

    My kiddo Jack proudly told me to be flexible and “go to the flow” a while back. It was one of those cute moments where I knew that Jack clearly mea...
  • Sometimes dancing means standing still.

    I recently went to a two-step dancing night (yes, country music and all). The vibe is very much a “say yes” to any request to dance, so I didn’t he...
  • See what grows.

    Jack and I spent the first part of the summer season clearing weeds out of our hillside and yard. It required a few new tools, 10+ giant garden bag...