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…
…it seems like a very long time ago. We’re Frozen. Why is Elsa so mad?!
My social media feeds are streaming pictures of women running #likeagirl! When I was growing up, I had my own version of #likeagirl. I remember…
I know very little about quests and knighthood. Actually, most everything I know comes from Monty Python.
Add this to the list of things that “seemed like a good idea at the time”.

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