Today is supposed to be Music Monday. Well, I don't feel like writing today. Blogging is hard.
Sometimes I feel like I have nothing to write. Sometimes I feel like I have too much to write. Sometimes I feel like this just isn't the right platform for what I really want to write.
Then there are days where I spend four straight hours on a project proposal, rationale, and annotated list of 30 historical fiction books for second graders and feel like I get a free pass on being productive for the rest of the day. Unrealistic? A cop-out? Maybe. But...
Monday, November 4, 2013
Monday, October 28, 2013
I woke up to a jackhammer annihilating the pavement in front of my house this morning at 7:30. Since today was the day I gave myself to sleep in, you may go ahead and safely assume that I was not exactly thrilled about this aggressive wake-up call. Now, when I say "sleep in" I mean until around 8am but still, that half hour is crucial! Anyway, my annoyance was only momentary because really, what could I do about it? I was now awake and the work outside did not appear to be stopping anytime soon. So I dragged myself out of bed and into my workout...
Monday, October 21, 2013
I'm not usually the kind of person who's like, "Ugh. Mondays." But today has been one of those
Mondays. You know the ones - the hit snooze two (okay, three) times,
forget to do one stupid thing and it puts you a half hour behind schedule,
spill your latte, forget to pack a drink with your lunch, drive around
the God-forsaken parking garage-turned-death-trap because no one uses turn signals for literally 15 minutes until you find a
spot, then walk into work and get handed this:&nbs...
Sunday, October 20, 2013
The
moment I jumped off the tractor the sticky-sweet vapors of
Suncrisp, Macintosh, and Granny Smith wafted through my body as I instinctively closed my eyes, and took a slow, deep breath, turning my face toward the blazing autumn sun.
Without even deliberately trying I was stopped short
by the beauty of my surroundings. As my boots left behind the ethereal dust cloud that formed when I hit the dry, dirt ground, I looked around
and realized that upon first glance there was nothing particularly astounding about where I was....
Sunday, August 18, 2013
My inaugural post here is going to be a long one. Buckle up.
Today marks the one year anniversary of my move to DC. It is bizarre to think about because in the most cliche way it really does feel like yesterday. I can still see myself laying on my parents bed contemplating out-loud if I was making the right decision and my mom responding, " Well, we already rented the van so,..." (Always encouraging, Mom.) This wasn't the first time I had left...
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of to-do lists and emotions as I've been prepping to leave to go to Nicaragua on a clean water trip, or as my devotional last night said, I'm getting ready to "travel with a purpose." Between finishing up projects for work, running around to countless stores to make sure I have everything I need, volunteering at church and Girls On The Run, and then remembering to do things like laundry, eat, and sleep, it's been busy to say the very least.
All week I've been flooded with texts and messages and in-person...
Sunday, May 12, 2013
"Are you a mother?"
A simple, well-intentioned question so that this stranger could wish me a Happy Mother's Day if I answered in the affirmative. Yet, those four words struck a chord in me that I had been tirelessly working for months to silence.
"No, I'm not." Through the most genuine smile I could muster I offered, "but Happy Mother's Day to you! Have a wonderful day!" As she caught her rambunctious child's arm and led him out of my classroom with a look on her face that half-pleaded to leave him, my heart longed to be in her place.
When...
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