It was one of those awesome weekends. So much goodness. A beginning yoga class for me. Which I loved. A huge win for my Big Little Dino Dude on the basketball court. A last minute stay in a hotel where I don’t have to make the bed in the morning. A warm fire in the...
Dreams… they are a powerful thing. Dreams can keep you going. They can push you. They can let you imagine something that isn’t yet here. Dreams can also paralyze you without coming to fruition, or be just plain heartbreaking….like I said, dreams are a powerful thing. My son had a dream to climb some stairs...
“Stacey…. I accidentally almost kidnapped someone else’s kid in the grocery store….” That’s how our conversations normally start out. 28 years ago I sat in a lunchroom of a new school and met my best friend of my childhood. We are as opposite as they come. We were opposite then and we continue to live...
When I think of a cowboy, there are no sequins or rhinestones involved. But there are jeans laden in dirt and mud. And hats with the brims folded and faded from years of sun and grime. There are hands worn from feeding and fixing and mending. There are strong arms and strong legs. And tired...
The drive was 7 hours long to get there from Tucson. The interstate had been closed and we were sent on a detour for well over an hour. And let me tell you… this area of New Mexico… not the most awesome stretch of land in the U.S. There were constant signs warning of dust...