If you’re like me, you live your life always needing to know what’s going to happen before it happens. You run through every possible scenario in your head to try and predict what will happen so that you’ll know how to react when it does.
Some call this planning.
I…
I wasn’t sure what to expect. I could barely believe that I was going to see him again. I had changed. I’m sure he had changed. I mean, we hadn’t seen each other in forever.
Maybe it’d be awkward. Maybe the conversation wouldn’t flow. Maybe it’d be a mistake.
Should…
“Average pace: 11 minutes, 4 seconds.”
The running app in my ear let me know that I was slowing down. I switched to a podcast to take my mind off the 5 miles I planned to conquer.
Between quotes from a divorced father who found creative ways to stay present…
It’s the night before the big day — you’ve revised your resume 503-thousand times, you’ve attached it to a bunch of application websites that you never hear back from. But this one you did hear back from sounds promising and your future is riding on a single interview.
No pressure…
I remember a time
When I traveled the world.
When I didn’t care about how I looked,
Or what they thought, or who I should be.
When all that mattered was who I was,
And authentically pursuing who I wanted to be.
I remember when I’d smile freely.
And say…
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Captivated by her own 3-year-old fascinations. Looking through the books, munching on her snacks, preoccupied by wonder.
Just a row behind, he almost fell over, teetering on the highest tips of his toes. Only tall enough to be able to peer over the back of the chair, he went unnoticed.
…
When “home” is no longer defined as just a physical place.
Are you talking about the building that houses all of your belongings? The place where you belong?…
I used to consider “home” the apartment I went back to after school every day. …
If you’re like me, you’ve probably considered yourself business-minded for a while.
At the age of 4, I rode my tricycle down the street every week to pick up the golf balls that had been hit outside of the gate. …
I held her hand tight, even though she didn’t squeeze back. Our shared memories were only mine to hold onto. Using every muscle in my face to fight back tears, I forced my mind to cling to other thoughts. I needed the distraction.
She hadn’t passed away, but my Halmoni…
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