I haven’t found any logical progression in grief. I don’t know what stage I’m in now. Is there a stage that feels like a normal walk through the living room interrupted by the staggering pain of stepping barefoot on a stray Lego? That’s the one I’m in. Small memories of…

Just under a year ago I read an email welcoming me to Team Betty 2015. In a single moment I was excited and instantly terrified…

I enjoy challenging myself and striving for my personal best. But there is no podium, no PR, no finish line that compares with the feeling…

I’m Alex, the creator and author behind this blog. I’m a wonderer.