Category Archives: One More Time, With Feeling
Make every day an election day
Can you remember where you were on election day in 2004? Or in 2000? Maybe that’s not a fair question if you can’t remember what you had for breakfast. But chances are you’ll remember where you were today. Many of … Continue reading
Filed under One More Time, With Feeling
Following through on a beautiful swing
I can’t remember the first time I swung a golf club, but I must have been about eight years old. I also don’t remember it feeling awkward or being a difficult motion to grasp. In fact, what compelled my parents … Continue reading
Filed under One More Time, With Feeling
Badges
I recently determined that there are two kinds of people in the world: those who have experienced a painful breakup and those who have not. I’m not one for absolutes and I rarely advocate this type of black and white … Continue reading
Filed under One More Time, With Feeling
My 26th year
The NYC Marathon seems to have set the pace for the rest of my November. My blog began to hit its stride. My first piece of published writing ran in a national magazine. And today I turn 26. (Those 0.2 … Continue reading
Filed under Dear Diary, One More Time, With Feeling
Big Sky to Big Apple
Sometimes it seems like the world is winking at you. I’ll explain. Three years ago I moved from Seattle to Bozeman, Montana. The landscape was surreal; it’s not hard to understand why they call it Big Sky Country. Bozeman is … Continue reading
Filed under One More Time, With Feeling
The true meaning of Halloween
This is a post from a blog I created last year, but I feel it’s timely and worth re-posting. People say that one of the great things about Halloween is that, unlike other holidays, there is no deeper meaning to be honored. … Continue reading
Filed under One More Time, With Feeling
