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…
I went for a walk late in the afternoon the other day. I’d just been fired by my new writing coach. My projects and whatnot…
I know I’m not alone. Today, friends and family are streaming tears of which most accurately describe all of it. We are weary, so weary.…

About 5 weeks ago, I started a new training plan. It’s been specially crafted by experts* for women of a middle sort of age, such…

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