narrator: 113/365

narrator: 113/365

Growing up, I was always the narrator in school plays–sitting on a high stool just behind the curtain. But at camp one summer, I was given a real part. The counselor in charge of the play ended up screaming at me to act–that’s what it took to get me...
mid-thirties: 112/365

mid-thirties: 112/365

From the moment I left for college, life felt as if it were one exciting thing after another. And I remember wondering, mid-thirties maybe, how I would feel when there wasn’t anything exciting to look forward to. ~  365 true things about me why this daily...
california: 110/365

california: 110/365

It’s a little after ten here in California where we’re visiting our son, and we just got back to our hotel room. I have no interest at all in writing this post. Which is interesting because someone just commented on #76 so it’s fresh in my mind. And...