My New Year’s resolutions don’t involve Brussels sprouts or pickleball. They involve letting go— of apologies that never came and forgiveness that never will. Turns out, that’s where the real reset happens.

Apparently it’s gender-reveal meltdown season, and I have thoughts. About dads, daughters, expectations—and why pink confetti shouldn’t send a grown man into orbit. 🎀🔥

Some people bring joy when they enter a room. Others bring… a word count. This one’s for anyone who’s ever survived coffee with an Extrovert With No Self-Awareness (EWNSA). ☕️😵‍💫

11.12.2025 When I bought my condo in 2012, it was clear the place had seen better days — flimsy curtains, faded carpeting, a pink bathroom sink, and wallpaper borders straight out of 1992. It had been maintained, but it hadn't been loved and cared for in a long time. Still, I saw potential. What I didn’t realize at the time was that the condo’s state mirrored my own. Recently divorced and forced to give up nearly all my possessions, I too felt faded around the edges — intact,

Some families pass down recipes. Others pass down drama. This essay is for everyone who’s ever survived the holidays by smiling through gritted teeth and counting the hours until they can take home some leftovers. 🍗 #humorwriting #holidayfamilydynamics #writingcommunity #blogessay

Change has a way of dimming what we hold dear — but sometimes, one small light keeps us going. This is a story about loss, legacy, and the neighbors who unknowingly help us find our way home. 🕯💛

Finding the right volunteer opportunity is like finding the right job. It can be a rewarding experience, but when it isn't - then it's time to leave.

10.08.2025   Friendship, souvenirs, and a raccoon’s guide to home improvement. A few years ago, a friend of mine went on vacation. When they returned, they told me they had bought souvenirs for all their friends; however, they didn’t buy me anything because, in their words, “You already have everything.” I was caught off guard by their comment and didn’t know how to respond, so I said nothing. But the more I thought about it, the more it made me question our friendship—or wha

Text scams are reaching a new level of creativity. How deep into the convo do you get before you know it's scam?

Preparedness, it turns out, is less about surviving the weirdest stories and more about making sure you have small comforts and friends to call on when you need them.

Becoming a stay-at-home barista is not as easy as one would think.

WHEN THE MOST MAGICAL PLACE ON EARTH IN YOUR LOCAL LIBRARY.

When a tiny fighter-pilot chickadee moved into my neighborhood and took over my life.

What started as a leaf-peeping adventure turned into something richer. Join me on a ten-day journey through New England where strangers from every corner of the country find common ground—and maybe a little magic—in unexpected places.

Do you solemnly swear to eat that salad you just bought? Same. This essay is about grocery store delusions, lettuce guilt, and the everyday optimism that keeps us believing… next week will be different.

It started with expired meds and a Knife Skills class. It ended with a car accident, a police report, and a suspiciously well-armed SUV. Some stories you just can’t make up.

A walk, a workout, a slice of pie — small, everyday moments that reveal the quiet grace of people who show up, again and again, for someone else.

What happens when good intentions meet free samples and towering shelves of temptation? Join me at the warehouse store where you, too, can walk away with a cart full of buyer’s remorse.

From weddings to workout classes, Proud Mary keeps showing up — and so do we. In this joyful, memory-soaked reflection, I’m thinking about life lessons that live in dance floors, disco lights, and one unstoppable woman named Betty.

When your travel dreams come with a schedule, a soup standoff, and a tour guide named Natalie, it’s best to stay on your toes — and near the bus. Reflections on the comedy and chaos of structured group travel.