
This “Ordinary Day” is Not Ordinary
Days have a way of fooling us. Most of them look so unassuming and normal when they arrive, so very ordinary that we don’t care for them properly. We take

Days have a way of fooling us. Most of them look so unassuming and normal when they arrive, so very ordinary that we don’t care for them properly. We take

I’m not okay with this. I’m not getting over it. I’m not going to accept it. I’m not going to move on. I’m not going to shut up. I’m not

Guilt is a powerful drug. Once it has its hooks in you, once it enters your bloodstream, it can impossible to get yourself free. For twenty years I’ve been a

We often view gratitude through the filter of what is pleasant, as if only comfort and ease are worth being thankful for. Today, here are a few places you might

Days have a way of fooling us. Most of them look so unassuming and normal when they arrive, so very ordinary that we don’t care for them properly. We take

I’m not okay with this. I’m not getting over it. I’m not going to accept it. I’m not going to move on. I’m not going to shut up. I’m not

Guilt is a powerful drug. Once it has its hooks in you, once it enters your bloodstream, it can impossible to get yourself free. For twenty years I’ve been a

We often view gratitude through the filter of what is pleasant, as if only comfort and ease are worth being thankful for. Today, here are a few places you might