January 1. Dreaming. Hoping. Noodling. Planning. Opportune-ing. . The end of the December lights, music, and festivities. A chance to decide what we want to do. Who we want to be. How we want to walk through the world. It’s a yummy day. One that I prefer to spend…
Keeping a journal is a project that starts out differently for all of us. It can be about record keeping. Or finding answers. Or just because you have to write. Regardless of the reason we journal, there are a few very cool side effects that happen to every journal writer…
“Whoops, wait a sec, Jude! That’s not ChapStick it’s a glue stick!” I reached over one second too late as my twenty-month old son smeared purple glue all over his lips and face. I couldn’t help but laugh and only wish I had thought to take…