I can look back over my life and see specific points of time that are tarnished by half-truths — statements that were dialed back just enough to not make a situation worse than it already was, or where it was heading. Some of my 30-something frus…

Posterous announced recently that it will be closing down on April 30th. No more online or mobile apps, no more viewing of blogs. Done. Kaput. Yes, I have over 400 days invested in this blog, but it’s not the most heartbreaking news to me. I can b…

I communicate with my clients every day, and my emails tend to be more conversational than formal since I like to think I have a good rapport with each of them. Actual conversations are the same. Lately, however, I’ve been editing my emails more t…

I met an angel yesterday. I had a doctor’s appointment that left me feeling nervous, anxious, stressed out, and I just wanted to get it over with. I really wished there was a way (read: “I wish it was socially acceptable”) to have a cocktail befor…

While there’s a lot in this world that I don’t understand, there are a few things that I just don’t get. The mustache trend — or rather, to clarify, the fake, often-plastic-or-some-other-manmade-material mustache trend. I used to think it was qui…

It took me over a year to finish two one-act plays that had been in progress for entirely too long, but better late than never, I figure. “Late” ended up being last night, and I submitted them to a local playwriting group for review, which ideally…

Sometimes in life, we might feel out of place. It’s a terrible way to feel, because inevitably the comparison begins — and in a world of so many, each of us with different history, any comparison is unfair. You might compare yourself to someone e…

I don’t know if you think I’ll be here forever, but you may keep taking me for granted if you’d like. I don’t know if you think I’ll be there for you when you need me, but if you want to try to pull me back when you do, you may. I don’t know why y…

It’s the end of what has felt like an incredibly long week, despite the holiday we had on Monday. As such, I figured there’s no better time to talk about a few things that have made me tired, weary, and every other related adjective you can think …

“There, but for the grace of God, go I.” If we’re here because of God’s grace, what room is there to wonder what the meaning of life is? Seems pretty straightforward to me. You’re here because of Him, so let your life be a statement of thanks. Per…