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…
This one may possibly seem less epic than the original not-so-epic goal. But I’m thinking it has a more global impact than my tidy room. …
The tent went with the sale of our house back in August
If you didn’t start swimming until you were an adult, you may already know that swimming is an incredibly mysterious thing. There are so many questions in a 35 minute “form-focused”…

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