“You’re a lucky woman,” he said. I wasn’t sure why he said this to me, but smiled and replied, “Yes, I think so.” The waitress seated us by the window then immediately dropped off crayons and paper followed by a plate of sweet potato fries, which the little kept close to him. By the time we left the restaurant and walked outside, summer arrived. I bought a ranunculus bouquet on the way back to the car. I liked random birthday songs, even numbers, and handstands just because. It’s going to be a good year, I thought.
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.