I’m not a fan of me. In fact, if I could, I’d boo me. I wouldn’t vote for myself in a March Madness bracket, and if I saw myself walking down the street, I’d pull the old “honk and wave the other way” prank. I’m in one of those nothing-is-going-my-way, nothing-is-good-enough moods—the kind that feelsContinue reading “The Weight of Yes”
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It’s the Climb
I’ve lost over twenty pounds in two months. The thought crosses my mind daily, and each time it does, my chest fills with helium-like pride as I soak in the accomplishment. The weight I carried wasn’t just physical—it was emotional too. Aches in my knees, a persistent tingle in my foot, and a general dissatisfactionContinue reading “It’s the Climb”