Published: Thursday, 25 May 2017 00:00
Hello loves of my life, anchors of my world, angels among us. I love you and I am so proud of you. Can you even believe that summer is here again? Can you even believe that there were ZERO snow days this year so therefore you are getting out a week earlier than any of us planned for? I know I can’t. At all. I don’t know what I would even do with a bonus week with you all in school. No idea. I mean maybe one or two ideas.
Published: Thursday, 11 May 2017 00:00
Thank you is not enough.
It could never be enough.
But this is the only way to start a love letter written to you.
Published: Thursday, 27 April 2017 00:00
This one is for the warrior women in my life who have shown up time after endless time. This one is for every amazing woman who has reached out to me to say that they read something I wrote and said, “I know. Me too. Me too.”
Published: Thursday, 13 April 2017 00:00
When I die I hope that there will be laughter.
I hope that champagne will be served.
I hope that people wear red.
And I hope when people speak of me that this is what they will say:
Published: Thursday, 30 March 2017 00:00
I have a bit of a love affair with lists and letters.
Lists are the reminders of all the ambitions, all of the bricks that we hope to build our foundation upon every single day. And if I don’t write it down, unfortunately it is just not going to happen. And the letters are the aerial view of what we have stacked and torn down and believe we can repair in this life. The release of the words of love or faith or forgiveness. Words that should have been said out loud but either you couldn’t bring them to surface or you wanted them to linger longer then a passing moment.