I consider myself lucky. I’ve been in love five times in my life. Punched in the gut, sweet Jesus is-this-for-real, gasping for air agape-eros-philia heaven. Vastly different journeys. Thankful for each. I’ve experienced intense professional satisfaction. Goals achieved that prompted my inner outside voice to yell “I DID THIS!” Work that served others while filling […]Read More Passion Play
I liken the past two months to an episode of Sons of Anarchy: needless drama that predictably results in lack of communication, followed quickly by betrayal and senseless death. You know, Shakespeare. However, my excerpt is absent of insanely delicious bikers covered in tats and the stench of cigarettes. Bummer. And no one’s died. And […]Read More Show Up
February marks four years of play on eatingatme. This fact didn’t register until generic congratulatory messages via LinkedIn forced my hand to pay it some mind. “Happy anniversary, you hot mess.” This is what I read every time I received a new ping. Prior to my stint in Sweden, I viewed eatingatme as yet another […]Read More Skål!
The United States of America. The heat of southern California, the blinding lights of Las Vegas, that particular hustle and bustle found from sea to shining sea… I’m on the other side of stoic Sweden’s salvation. I’m absorbing what just happened. I know three months anywhere isn’t a lifetime; I’m clear that immersing myself in […]Read More I Love Sverige (Reporting From Sin City And Sun Diego)
There’s nothing quite like moving to force the prioritization of four decades of memories and century-old family heirlooms in to the protective embrace of Home Depot boxes. Honestly, I love it. Donating, gifting, and discarding tantalize every iota of my O.C.D.; the less crap, always the better. “You can’t take it with you” runs through […]Read More Accumulation