This was a big week for our family. A lot of important things happened, but I want to focus on one thing in particular. (I feel like this year has been full of monumental moments, but I guess that’s what growing up feels like.)
“Let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences."
~ Sylvia Plath
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This was a big week for our family. A lot of important things happened, but I want to focus on one thing in particular. (I feel like this year has been full of monumental moments, but I guess that’s what growing up feels like.)
Honestly, I wanted to get this post up last Sunday, but didn’t have the time or energy to get it done before bedtime—you read that right. Bedtime. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted to share, or how I wanted to share it. We had a day full of activity and didn’t get home until later in the evening.
It seemed like this might be a milestone that deserves a list of thoughts and goals for the future. I’ve been doing really well on my 6 things for 2016, so why not try some more?
How many stories have you read (or watched, movies count, too) that involved a “chosen one” or a hero? A savior? The hero is a trope—the main character is an integral part of any story. One of my favorite parts of writing in the fantasy genre is how several books that span over a long period of time can still be part of the same overarching story. I love the connectedness.
Why do I love singing in the car? What is it about making myself hoarse that I enjoy?
This past week has brought an uncommon warm front. Nebraska (and a lot of the Midwest) is known for weather that can go from one extreme to another. I left work without my coat three times this week. I wore a skirt on Friday. I wore flats instead of boots. It felt like spring. It felt like March or April instead of January.