Little Mistakes, Heavy Hearts
Some days, everything feels wrong.
Even the smallest mistakes seem to weigh heavily on my mind.
Things I could’ve done differently. … More Little Mistakes, Heavy Hearts
Some days, everything feels wrong.
Even the smallest mistakes seem to weigh heavily on my mind.
Things I could’ve done differently. … More Little Mistakes, Heavy Hearts
Welcome to the three hundred and twenty seventh edition of Fiction Monday.
“The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate.” — Oprah Winfrey … More Fiction Monday 327
Breathe,
not as you always have,
not as you’ve done since birth,
not without a second thought. … More Keep Breathing
Welcome to the three hundred and twenty sixth edition of Fiction Monday.
“Never dull your shine for somebody else.” — Tyra Banks … More Fiction Monday 326
My ink-stained pages
need nothing more.
My thoughts and I
find our way
between the folds of the pages,
with no persuasion,
no coaxing. … More My Ink-Stained Pages
Welcome to the three hundred and twenty fifth edition of Fiction Monday.
“What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.” — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath … More Fiction Monday 325
Some spills are like rain
on a scorching summer day—
a welcome relief. … More Some Spills Are Beautiful
Welcome to the three hundred and twenty third edition of Fiction Monday.
“When one door closes, another door opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the one which has opened for us.” — Alexander Graham Bell … More Fiction Monday 324
Welcome to the three hundred and twenty third edition of Fiction Monday.
“Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, including you.” — Anne Lamott … More Fiction Monday 323
That is the question I’ve been asking myself over and over.
For the past few weeks, maybe even months, I’ve been living on excuses.
That’s how I feel. … More Am I Making Excuses?