I love a good plan. Give me a fresh planner page, a favorite pen and a quiet cup of coffee, and I am perfectly happy figuring out where everything belongs. But after enough years of… Read more: Life Rarely Goes According to the Planner

For most of my adult life, Monday morning meant something. There was somewhere I was supposed to be. Things that needed my attention. People expecting answers. Problems to solve. After 35 years of working for… Read more: What Happens When the Life You Planned Changes?

When I retired, I had plans for all that free time. Of course I did. I’m a planner. 😂 I was going to read more. Crochet. Craft. Work on creative projects. Spend time doing all… Read more: Making Room for the Life You’re Actually Living

A while back, I was flipping through an old month in my planner. I wasn’t looking for anything in particular. There were appointments, things I needed to remember, projects I was working on and the… Read more: Life Between the Plans

I have always been the one with a plan. Not necessarily because I wanted to be. There have been plenty of times I’ve envied people who could simply fly by the seat of their pants… Read more: The Technology Is New. My Curiosity Isn’t.

I have an idea problem. Not a shortage. Quite the opposite. 😂 One interesting conversation can send me off researching something I had absolutely no intention of caring about an hour earlier. A new technology?… Read more: Making Room for What Inspires Us

I had plans for the week. Of course I did. And then Brittney needed help with her property. What I thought might be a weekend project became several days of cutting, hauling, cleaning and trying… Read more: A Good Life Takes Root in the Things We Choose to Tend

I love turning the page. A fresh month. A new quarter. A new project. A blank planner page with absolutely nothing crossed out, moved, rescheduled or scribbled in the margin yet. Give it time. 😂… Read more: Before You Turn the Page, Notice What This Chapter Gave You

Some changes begin as things we have to remember to do. Then, quietly, they become part of the way we live.

Have you ever driven past a house you knew as a child and found yourself slowing down? Maybe the house is a different color. The trees are bigger. Someone has replaced the front porch, or… Read more: The Places We Can Never Quite Go Back To