I went for a walk yesterday morning. Not because I’m disciplined or enlightened, but because—well—what if I die this afternoon? I’m not trying to be dramatic (though I’ve been known to indulge). It’s just that priorities get weird when you suddenly remember you’re mortal. With that in mind, does the argument I almost started withContinue reading “Walk in the Morning in Case You Die in the Afternoon”
Dead Flowers Don’t Need Water
Memories are what’s left when someone we love dies. As creative beings, we look for ways to create a place or an object to help us focus those memories. In our kitchen window sill sits a simple vase, cradling a single rose. The rose, a keepsake from Terri’s sister’s gravesite, serves as a delicate, driedContinue reading “Dead Flowers Don’t Need Water”
Connecting the Beats of My Mental Wellbeing
“Look for some music recs to enjoy. Praying for you,” a friend and coworker encouraged. “Maybe you should play more piano,” Terri suggested. “You don’t play as much as you did once.” All true. All good. Sitting on our patio, sipping coffee, listening to Red Clay Strays Live at the Ryman. Their song Drowning isContinue reading “Connecting the Beats of My Mental Wellbeing”
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