Someone I love is dying. I’ve been processing with bad poetry, decent musical renditions, and emotional calls with friends. The writing helps, and maybe the sharing does, too. So here we go. TW: Talk of death and dying. TW: Self indulgence TW:
Happy Thanksgiving, Americans! And Happy Thursday to everyone else. It’s the time of year where we start reflecting on the year gone by, going over in our heads what we’re thankful for. Soon we’ll be thinking about our hopes for
Last week I told you all about volunteering at the ultramarathon in Raleigh—how much fun it was, how I got wrapped up in the strong sense of community, and how it left me itching to set a new big running