Writer’s Block

Writer’s block. It’s a real thing, people.

Gosh, I have so many things I want to tell you –

Like how waiting is not a waste and how homemade hummus is everything. Like what it feels like to hear your nephew say your name for the first time or how my heart hushed when I looked at the Grand Canyon. And how those two feelings are remarkably the same.

I would advise you to take way too many pictures and urge you to say no in order to say an even greater YES.

I want to talk to you …

About the incredible gift it is to read a book that challenges you (and then I’d encourage you to read one book a month with me – if only for the feeling of accomplishment you get after turning the last page). About how comparison is truly, truly the thief of joy, and how I’m learning the difference between entertaining and hospitality.

I want to tell you that I started collecting shells from the beach on our sunrise walks with Harvey, oh, and that Kent and I are taking sunrise walks – and it’s changing our relationship.

Gosh, I have so many things I want to tell you, but –

Writers block. It’s a real thing, people.

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