Tuesday, January 10

Once Upon A Time

I was born on a dreary day in May. Okay, not really. A beautiful Wednesday evening, actually. During the Olympics. In California. A little over eight years later we moved to Phoenix.

Monday, January 9

Decisions, decisions...

I have probably said this before, but I really better about life when I write.
Like mild depression before, optimism and joy after.
Craziness how much your purpose can affect you.