I’m a little late to the game, but I’m ready to show up!

These past few months, I’ve allowed myself to be stressed over quotas, data analysis, and metrics.

One early morning, I walked along a bike path and saw a construction water truck in the distance.

Music. I can’t hear it without a physical, emotional, and visceral response to the beat, rhythm, and words.

If it could be anyone, with whom would you like to dine with over dinner, coffee, or dessert?

This topic has followed me around the last few weeks in preparation for my husband’s “cousin’s weekend.”

The date, place, ticket and hotel price were aligned like the planets.

Looking back on our family vacations, it’s the unexpected and unplanned moments that I remember most.