The Beauty in the Imperfect

The Beauty in the Imperfect

At times, I spent my life as a perfectionist. Often talking about how I wouldn’t do things if I didn’t know I could do them well. I would rather just “sit it out” or pretend I didn’t want to play. It took me most of my adult life to write my book. I was afraid I...
I’m Still on the Wall…

I’m Still on the Wall…

One by one, they each get picked. The one to your right. Then the one three people to your left. She’s fast. He’s got good feet. That one is just fun to have on your team. The sun-drenched wall of bricks digging into the small of your back. Burning. Like fire against...