This week I had a chat with a friend that gutted me. You know the kind conversation I'm talking about. The kind where you feel like you've been kicked in the gut. Punched in the face. They just take the wind out of you. They have you "out of sorts" for a while. They leave you questioning who you are a little. They even cause you to question your own motives.
Last Friday, was one of my days off which means like any good Ashevillian, I took advantage of a beautiful Autumn day by spending time with my 5-year-old daughter Rylynn in the forest. We went to Bent Creek for a hike and if you've ever gone into the forest with a five-year-old, you know what it's like. If not, let me simply say there was never a moment of quietness and no shortness of questions. Read more
Even though it pains me to write it, I’m getting older. For example, two weeks ago I had to get glasses because I could no longer read road signs as I was driving until they were just a few yards away.
As we move through life, more and more similar situations occur and we adjust or we find help; I got glasses. To be honest, I’m not a huge fan of them but I can see clearly now, and things have definition and textures again, which I love. Read more