Today was not a good day. Today was full of uncertainty. Today was supposed to offer answers. Today, instead, the ultrasound begged more questions. Today, I am emotionally drained.
Today was not a good day. Today was full of uncertainty. Today was supposed to offer answers. Today, instead, the ultrasound begged more questions. Today, I am emotionally drained.
Sometimes I desperately miss the days I stayed awake into the wee hours of the night racing to finish another novel. Now, I’m squeezing in writing time during toddler naps and bargaining with time in the evening, knowing said toddler will be fully charged as early as 6 AM.
six six word memoirs in remembrance
So, friends, I’d love to hear – what are you trusting? For whom or what are you grateful? What’s inspiring you? How are you having fun?
Empty notebooks and freshly acquired pens were always in my possession just in case a moment overwhelmed me or a quote fell in my lap.
Today, I feel I’m saying goodbye to something I’ve come to love. So, here goes.
I was completely stumped. Have I never thought of this before? Has nobody ever asked me this question?
I thought I would write in response to a quote today. Or a letter to the women who have inspired me. Or alongside a mentor text. Or complain about the gender wage gap.
Currently annoyed by, learning, loving, reading, wondering…
six word memoir