185/365
I had such a productive, forward moving day at work!
184/365
Today’s my mom’s birthday and I’m so grateful that she is still with me. She’s the tiniest force. I was so happy. But. I made myself finally listen to Elijah McClain’s last moments here with us and all I can think of is that he begged those monsters for forgiveness. I am heartbroken.
183/365
I got to hang out with my wonderful, hilarious, fucking irreplaceable family in a way that was safe and distanced. I love them.
182/365
I cooked myself a really yummy dinner. I sat at the kitchen table alone and enjoyed it. I surrendered to silence. And I was alright.
181/365
Sometimes I hate that my hands shake when I do hard things– say hard things. I understand it’s because I am inherently soft. Maybe, sometimes, I regret the softness? Not so much regret? Am annoyed by it’s constant hovering. Having said this, I am reminded that I am the soft girl, who does the hard…
180/365
Learning not to allow this anxious drum line that overwhelms my heart, rule my spirit.
179/365
Today the MS House and Senate voted to change the state flag, putting an end to an embarrassing representation of such a beautiful place. If I haven’t made it clear enough I’ll say it again— the South is more than what people have been made to believe. It is more than its bloodied history. It…
178/365
I put into a motion a plan today that was executed well and had a successful outcome. Sometimes I wonder if I bit off more than I can chew. I cannot stress to you what a mouthful my professional life is. But then days like today happen and I remember.
177.5/365
But! A good thing? I am learning control.
177/365
It’s such a confusing feeling on the days that I think about her— and want to look for her, but I don’t. I should be proud of myself, but sometimes I’m overwhelmed by the emptiness of the echo. Tonight I thought about her but reminded myself that looking for her doesn’t serve me. And if…
