The little one leaned his face against the window and watched the big snow melt. I poured a second cup of tea and stood in the three o’clock light. He coughed and I wished for the cold to finally leave us so we could sleep and feel okay again.
I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.