Biennial Good Things

The Good Things Jar reminds me to make a habit of remembering what’s good, day to day.

A Closer Look

Things are so bad I have to laugh.

This new trail to us at Cascade Head quickly became a favourite of mine.

I mostly wanted to see Hamilton because of Kellen, who has been a theatre fan and Broadway fan since they were a teenager.

When you can’t think of anything good to say, maybe just don’t say anything.

A This American Life story got me to thinking about my own life story.

I am recycling an old post because I woke thinking about the survivors of the Altadena fire this morning.

Bonnie asked not “How bad could it get?” but rather “How good could it get?”

I have no answers today. Just pain, and grief, and some dismay at my own numbness.

I refuse to live in fear because for me that is an incorrect response