I was born a talker. I like surface conversations, but I prefer soul sessions. Fika is transforming me. A few weeks ago the power of the Internet gifted me a connection. Someone ‘out there’ reached […]
Category: Crumbs
For My Messy Moms
Truer words have never been written. I won’t say that I’m fully there yet, but I’m definitely on my way to becoming my mother in more ways than I anticipated. There’s nothing wrong with this […]
Saturday Night
Saturday night’s never cease to surprise me. For that, and so much more, I am grateful. #saturdaynight #nowornever #grow #roots #remember
To Wander and Wonder: Buffalove Fika
I was at Tipico coffee today, which is a new pitstop for me on what has become a vicious cycle of Buffalo trips and tidbits. I left Buffalo at 18 for college, and aside from […]
Randomness
I’m writing on the floor in my childhood family room. I’m barefoot, in comfy clothes, and awaiting my afternoon coffee. There are many images of bliss, but this one takes the cake for a random […]
The Forty Files 