It's a Journey

My Worst Client

My Worst Client It's December 19th. I'd planned to go Christmas shopping; it was getting close to the wire, but it started to slush, and after a short walk, I was left soaked and cold, so I decided to leave it until tomorrow, when it's supposed to be sunny. I can shop...

Communication – Rules for Life

Communication – Rules for Life

Rules for Communication (or Rules for Life) I'm an accountant. Accountants are notoriously bad at communication, and there's usually a reason: numbers are straightforward, clear, concise, easy to line up and sort. I love doing taxes. You put the numbers in their...

Bringing Back Time

Bringing Time Back I start new posts all the time. Most of them are about time, fittingly, since I usually run out of it before I finish writing them. Lately even the starting has slowed down. I noticed this a few months ago and didn't want to admit it. I'm admitting...

Rest Got me here

Rest Got Me Here My blogging has taken a hit lately. My last post was February 3rd. That's a long time. Blog hiatuses are a pattern with me. Tax season, kids, summer, Kits Pool, biking, hiking, life...

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Four Years Out

Four Years Out

If anyone had told me then how long it would take to get to the place 4 years ago, it would have depressed me further than I already was. But if they had told me how happy I would be, I would be surprised.

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Advocate, Mom, Writer

My days these days are mostly advocacy, with my kids always first, and hiking, biking, and cold plunging worked in whenever I can. Winter cold plunges aren’t for everyone, but there’s a strange kind of beauty and calm in it that I’ve come to need.

Separation was a journey. It took time, and it taught me most of what I know now.