In October, we had an intimate wedding ceremony in a garden underneath the warm Texas sun. The weekend was cold and rainy, but that Sunday morning there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. I’d like to believe that was our grandmothers’ doing so they could get a clearer view. I’ve never believed myself to be…
Category: personal
January 1st, 2020
There is something about the new year. Midnight rinses away any lingering feelings of failure or inadequacy that nestled in our corners as recent as the hour prior, and that space is replaced with resolutions of betterment and hopes for the year to come. Or so they say. I’ve always viewed “new year, new me”…