Just a few little notes about what’s on my playlist, my nightstand, and my stove these days. (Special Holiday Edition)
On My Holiday Playlist:
I’m more grateful than I’m ever really able to articulate for years of happy childhood memories. Not the least of which are Christmas seasons filled with family and friends. The first notes of this song bring all that back. A few years ago, I found my original scratched-up-sticks-on-several-tracks-vinyl copy. It’s perfectly imperfect and the absolute best way to kick off the season. Continue reading →
There’s this weird light in the middle of the night. It’s a different dark from the just post sunset twilight, or the pre-dawn haze. There’s a depth to it that you can just sense somehow without even looking at the clock. File this under things I wish I didn’t know, but it’s true. I seem to be waking up quite a bit in what my Mom has always called the wee small hours of the night. Those little hours that stretch long, during which those thoughts that seemed mostly manageable in the light of day become large, lumbering, unwieldy giants. And once they’ve fumbled their way in, boy is it tough to evict them. Continue reading →
Just a few little notes about what’s on my playlist, my nightstand, and my stove these days.
On my playlist: I’ve been slowly listening to this great interview with Glennon Doyle Melton on the Beautiful Writers podcast. I stumbled on Glennon’s blog years ago and always appreciate her ability to have these amazing no-nonsense, honest conversations about relationships and success and failure and all the highs-highs and low-lows. She’s really, really good at describing the messy parts of life in a way that makes you feel heard and understood and not alone. This podcast is full of all that.