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The clock resets
I am writing this post for a couple of reasons. First: I promised myself I would be honest and vulnerable and truthful on these pages. All of it. Messy or otherwise. Second: the journey is the destination. Or the destination is the journey. Or the rabbit holes always...
10 days and counting
Celebrating 10 days seems totally-completely-embarassingly lame. But I am celebrating. If we celebrate every teeny tiny win it will keep this next year positive instead of what it has felt like before: impossibly hard. This last weekend was very hard. I'm grateful for...
Another Day One
We have been here before, but something feels different. It's been just Another Day 1 time after time since I started asking the question out loud: Am I Drinking Too Much? This Post for example, was a day where I considered the journey that had brought me here, and...
I’m fine
The canned response to the many-times-repeated-daily question: how are you? Everyone has their own version: good, fine, bien. Lately, I have started a delightful practice of asking for clarification before answering that question: do you want the real answer, or the...
If you had 2 million dollars…
Oliver: but if you had 2 - one million dollars would you spend it or give it to a homeless person? Mum: oooof, a million dollars would be a lot of money to give away, but yes I hope I'd share some of it and spend some of it. What would you do? Oliver: I'd give all of...
Hitchhikers
This morning, at our stand-up huddle at work, we started talking hitchhikers. We shared scary stories we'd experienced, or heard, of people nearly being murdered or captured or worse. Don't ask me what's worst that murder, and actually don't imagine. This is not that...