goodbye thirty-four
today is the last day of my 34th year, and as an homage, i’ve pulled together a list of 34 things that i’ve seen and done and learned over the past year: 1. watched my first steelers game from the field with my favourite steelers fan (thanks t.m.m.). 2. renovated my 1960s bathroom. 3. spent [...]
thousand word thursday
our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time. (j.p. richter) [only two days left of my thirty-fourth year]
happy birthday to me
my birthday looms on the horizon and i find myself struggling not to fall into my annual pattern of half-empty reflection. i’m going to be thirty-five. thirty-five. thirty-five? no matter how many times i say it, it just doesn’t seem possible. i don’t feel twenty-five, much less a decade older. where did the years go? [...]
another life, another time
depth of friendship does not depend on length of aquantaince (r. tagore) happy birthday, my friend. i always smile when i think of you.
wishes
between the wish and the thing, life lies waiting. i wish you all the joy that you can wish. and then some. happy twenty-eight, little sis.
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