Bangkok changed the way I think about cities. In its neon streets, crowded temples, and layered history, I discovered what urban texture truly means—and why some places stay with you long after you leave.
A reflection on my daughter turning 16 and how she continues to grow.
A year of change, road trips, shared meals, and learning to be present. From Yukon highways to meditation cushions, this is what 46 taught me about showing up.
Another year full of challenges, but my daughter survived.
I install Moment to track screen time and feel both anxious and curious about what it will show me.
I share my daughter's theory about why birds keep targeting my mom's white car.
I compare the bags under my eyes to eye black after a tiring week and look forward to a quieter weekend.
I realize Kylie found my blog by searching for herself and is quietly reading the birthday posts I wrote about her.
I remind myself on an up-and-down day that I am still here and need to keep pressing forward.
I share my daughter's quick solution for a shirt that is too small: crop top it.
I reflect on Charles Johnson's writing advice, my own style, revision, and learning what finished writing feels like.
I mark my daughter's excitement over the first day of knitting club at school.
I write about finding margin after my workload tripled and forced me to make room for work, writing, and rest.
I recommend a Fits and Starts episode about the value of time and making space for what I enjoy.
I practice change-making math with my daughter and run into the missing penny problem.
I admit the blues are back and that I cannot seem to shake them.
I spend an evening getting lost in the blues.
I use Super Bowl Sunday and The Daily Stoic to think about caring less about every scandal and crisis.
I compare my daughter's excitement for more winter with the much colder winters I grew up with.