My dad used to ski hard. He skied at the top ten percent of his ability. When I was a kid, he would barrel down the mountain, then stop and wait for me and my mom as we leisurely drifted back and forth across the hill. He always waited for us, but when he was… Continue reading Being Thankful on the Darkest Days of the Year
Real life has taken over some of my writing time- it’s good, but I’ve got some guilt over not writing. I guess part of adulthood is deciding to make time for the things that are important. It’s just that so many things are important… One of the things I made time for this last month… Continue reading This is why we squat!