I've always thought it was a beautiful thing when people knew what they wanted to do from a young age. I imagined it came with a sense of calm and assuredness that led them along the path. For years, I thought I’d only come close to those feelings. I first remember a get-to-know-you project in … Continue reading There’s a Word for That
Words, Words, Words
Some of my earliest memories of words and books are of my parents reading, and consequently ignoring my sister and me. Mom would ignore us because she was on the couch and genuinely had no idea that anyone was trying to get her attention, so absorbed was she in the (probably) true crime worlds of … Continue reading Words, Words, Words
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