Last Time

“Lasts” are often bittersweet. Things like graduations, marriages, and births are often huge moments of celebration at the end of something. They have sadness mixed in because of what’s ended, but that’s expected. Stuff like this is the stuff we see coming. We anticipate it, and we wait for it, and we enjoy it when … Continue reading Last Time

Something I Wish I Were Good At

I have a black thumb. This is really sad because I love plants and would love to have them love me back. But they don’t. When I lived in Florida, I had a beautiful bunch of tropical plants that thrived on my balcony, and I even managed to keep some poinsettias alive for, like, two … Continue reading Something I Wish I Were Good At