Art fits really well into my life right now. I can leave the house and go and be creative in a public space (not so easily done when it comes to songwriting). Plus, I love, love painting.
I spent way too many hours on Pinterest and Amazon, crafting the most beautiful spread I could dream up.
Her best trick though, was just showing up and letting us love her. Here's to many more, Glory be!
I started like I start any meaningful thing that I want to do, slowly and with lots of grace for myself.
This time is hard, on so many levels. I've found a few things (or rather a dozen) that make it easier to find a little peace and hopefully over time, get you to thriving, instead of just counting the minutes.
I’ve given lots of people power over me. Of course, we do this whenever we love and we can’t always choose the people we love.
Then one day, a careless person took a pair of scissors and cut everything loose. My mom fell to a deep dark place and everyone who loved her went with her.
What I didn’t realize was that I subconsciously associated having a great wardrobe with having a large one.
A few years ago as we stood in our Brooklyn apartment prepping for a run over Manhattan bridge, he said to me with an air of severity and sincerity, “You’ve got to stop wearing my socks”.
I think what they mean is ‘uncluttered’ because yes, everything is neat and we don’t keep much that we don’t need or use but no, my floorboards are not supposed to be gray.