I will never forget the year of the flowers

I will never forget the year of the flowers

  Something beautiful happened in Baltimore yesterday: thermometers reached 78 degrees on February 21—a date usually blanketed with snow. Naturally, I found a path near water to walk at lunch and stopped for post-Valentine’s-ridiculously-on-sale flowers on the way home. Today I put on a shirt that looks exactly like a shirt would look if the [...]

It takes time

It takes time

  On one end of my street, construction workers are knee-deep in building a multi-million dollar library. On the other end, a multi-million dollar fire station will soon have firefighters sliding down the poles they are staking in the ground. It is a mess. Literally. As I've walked by the construction zones on casual strolls [...]

Traveling back for the strength to come home

Traveling back for the strength to come home

  They asked me, “What brought you back?” “Just to visit,” I said. “Just to see you.” (Did I need a better reason?) This weekend, I had a few options for reunions: high school, college, or grad school. I nearly vomited at the Facebook invite for a ten-year high school reunion. Somehow reliving those years [...]

If time could talk

If time could talk

  On tonight's agenda: family dinner. My brother's long-time girlfriend will pick up pizzas from Anthony's, one large brushchetta and one large pepperoni. He texted in the group family chat, Does this work for everyone?, as if the guy at Anthony's doesn't know our name and our order and my womanly status by heart, every [...]

On battered & shattered expectations.

On battered & shattered expectations.

  Honestly, I sometimes dream about making this blog less hygge. For those living under a rock, hygge is the Danish word for cozy and this funny obsession that many writers and shows have mocked as people have flocked to build a "hygge lifestyle" in an attempt to solve all of their world's problems. The New Yorker piece called "Is [...]