Suddenly, I don’t want anyone to know me deeply anymore. Which is strange, because for most of my life, that’s all I…

We are a generation that remembers everything. We remember the wrongs. We remember the moments that didn’t land the way they should…

I’ve been a mom for four years now. I’ve been a two-time mom for almost three. And many people don’t know that…

There is a quiet social rule that long friendships should be preserved at all costs. Time served is treated as proof of…

This morning I’m painting—finishing something I started last night. I spent a couple of weekends inside, half by choice, half because my…

Every day for the rest of December, I’ll be posting on the blog. Some days it might be one piece, some days…

I used to think I’d still be in the same place by now — carrying the same ache, living inside the same…

The number one thing this year taught me to loosen my grip on is control. Just the simple, difficult act of letting…

There are parts of you that wait all year for space. Not loudly, not with demand — just quietly, patiently, like someone…

December has made me quieter. Or maybe I made myself quieter without realizing it. Last weekend, I stayed in until Sunday, and…