Dear January… I’ve missed you and your ways that pull me deep into an obsessive state of habitual organization and compulsive exploration for all things new. — I thought long and hard of how I would start this first post of 2018. Would it be a reflection of last year, or a mere collection of goals; you know, the imperative mission...
Maybe I do want to remember this Christmas; the way that we crammed every beloved family member into 48 hours through 2 hours of travel time, 1 photo session, Mamaw’s ham sauce, church + friends, breakfast with my cousins, and hosting our own—our first of many–in our new home. Maybe I do want to remember...
I made a promise to myself: the next post WILL be uplifting. It WILL make me smile. It WILL make YOU smile—so at the very least please humor me… I stayed in bed on Christmas morning. Like, for a long time stayed in bed; silent tears falling into my pillow. Like maybe if I stayed...
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