"That's wild." This phrase has been added to Urban Dictionary and is defined as: "another way of saying 'that's crazy', but with more emphasis." Sitting in the coffee shop trying to write about wild in my life, through my perspective, the famous phrase—"one wild and mrmrmememr life"—digs through my brain. I google the phrase and … Continue reading My One Wild and Precious Life
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Dear Grandma, Love Tracy
This woman's fingerprints are all over my childhood--camping trips, summers, riding on the center console to the hair dresser's house. She was at every school play, graduation, hoe down, and choir performance. Less so as I grew up, got married, and moved 45ish minutes away, but it was an honor to write a small overview … Continue reading Dear Grandma, Love Tracy
{Dear Azzie, Love Auntie} 22 months
Thursday, 11/16/2017 6:06am Dear Azzie, Yesterday you turned 22 months old. You are two months short of TWO YEARS. Where has the time gone? This time last year we were able to fit you into a carved pumpkin. This year you sat in your high chair, decorated your own pumpkin, and sang Moana songs. Uncle … Continue reading {Dear Azzie, Love Auntie} 22 months
I Am A Writer.
How does this make me feel? Scared. Alive. Embarrassed. Like I’m shouting (#fontmatters). Like I’m drawing attention to myself. Like a fraud. I don’t write everyday. I have nothing published out there in the writing world. I have many unfinished stories. It’s like I have nothing to back this claim up. Fake. I’m a fraud. … Continue reading I Am A Writer.
Sunday Sweetness: The Dirty Dishes Edition
I took a lot of pictures today. I took some of the walk Anthony and I took around Meadow Vista. I took some of the berry bushes along the side of the road and the sunlight. I screenshot the homepage of the YouTube channel I subscribed to earlier today. I took a selfie of us … Continue reading Sunday Sweetness: The Dirty Dishes Edition
Mrs. Writer 