Birth-Year
There are birthdays, and then there are years that ask something different of you. Today, I turn forty-five. For the first time in a long time, I’m not focused on what I hope happens. I’m paying attention to who I’m…
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Basking in What’s to Come
The jacuzzi arrived. Still in the box. Still waiting to be put together. And somehow, I have already used it a hundred times in my mind. I can see it. The steam rising into the cool evening air. Music is…
The Quiet Return to Self
By Trina Trammell I didn’t plan to write this today, but something in me feels ready to be honest.Lately, life has felt quieter in a way I didn’t expect. Not empty… just softer.Like I’ve stepped out of a version of…