It’s ok if you’re just now, on the second day of October, cracking the cover on the last book from your summer reading list. It remains an accomplishment. Running just 2 consecutive miles under the nearly full Harvest Moon felt really hard, but I pushed through. It was a reminder that recovery from injury or … Continue reading Achievements, a truth bomb and discoveries
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Birthday dreams
If you’ve been around here for any length of time, you know that I love to celebrate my birthday. To me, my birthday is cause for celebration beyond any other date on the calendar.* I hope you, too, feel the same urge to celebrate the day you were born. As you know, we’re only here … Continue reading Birthday dreams
56 Moments
With growing older comes the understanding that life truly is about moments, not years. As I see 57 on the very near horizon, I wanted to take this opportunity to visually revisit some of my favorite moments of the past 12 months, my year of being 56. It was a challenge to gather 56 pictures. … Continue reading 56 Moments
The boy of summer
It’s hard for me to believe that little more than a week ago, I was in Wellfleet, in the house I’ve rented for the majority of the last 6 or 7 years. This dreamy, cottage-y house, just across a dirt path road from Herring Pond, is Jeter’s favorite summer place on earth. When it wasn’t … Continue reading The boy of summer
Favorite travel trips, Italy edition
While I consider myself to be a fairly accomplished traveler, I’m also a believer in the fact that there’s always something new to be learned. On my most recent trip, which already feels like it happened a million years ago, there were a few small things that I packed and/or did that really went a … Continue reading Favorite travel trips, Italy edition
Studying Italian
Nearly four weeks after I arrived, I was sitting on a plane on the jetway waiting for a delayed takeoff. Funnily enough, I didn’t mind the delay because it gives me longer in Italy. You would think after a month I’d be more than ready to go home, but with each city or town I … Continue reading Studying Italian
Fear. Less.
You might be surprised to learn this but, I hate flying. Between my tendency to experience motion sickness and my discomfort with feeling as if I’m not in control, flying prompts intense anxiety before I even board the plane. Monday night’s eerie smoky sky sunset with its post apocalyptic vibe did not quell my nerves. … Continue reading Fear. Less.






