Infinite, Options or an Option
If you had a preference, which would you choose: infinite, options or an option? My kids and I play a little game where I give them a choice. The question posed is usually open ended. The question I pose is Read More …
If you had a preference, which would you choose: infinite, options or an option? My kids and I play a little game where I give them a choice. The question posed is usually open ended. The question I pose is Read More …
Does an amazing relationship start with wall art inspiration, or does the inspiration of wall art stem from amazing relationships? I am pretty sure that the latter is true. Or, maybe it is from poetry…no, again, I think the poets Read More …
Just 1 day, so many more to go… Every day is a new start. Every day is the first day, of the rest of your life. Being together. Being alone. Being one. Then there is just 1 person, sitting on Read More …
I mean, it worked when we were 8. But, then, it didn’t. Did the wishes stop coming true, or did we stop wishing? So, I say, why not wish, too? We pray for things… We ask for things… We take Read More …
My daughter, the one who did my “mermaid” themed manicure this week, said to me tonight…”If we are asking, can we ask for more than just 9 degrees warmer weather?” She doesn’t read my blog, but sometimes, the things I Read More …
It just takes a tiny, little bit to make a huge difference until it is incrementally better overall. It’s been brutally cold in the northeast all day, and the same for the middle of the country all week. We are Read More …
Clearly it is winter. It is snowing. It is raining, turning to ice overnight (probably.) Obviously, it’s too cold for ice cream… …or is it? Isn’t ice cream one of those things that we can enjoy (now) whenever we want Read More …
Sometimes, I just want to make sure that we share our most sincere wishes with the world – the great big wonderful environment in which we live. To be thankful for the space. To be happy we are here. To Read More …
Down by the sea, if I were to see this chair, it would be calling my name. Or, maybe the warm water would be, instead. None the less, the idea of being someplace warm, with salt air, a new, good Read More …
Some people think that ancestry matters, and maybe it does, or maybe it doesn’t. And in the end, does it really change things? Does it really say “who you are”? In this age, when you can literally be anything you Read More …