We knew this was going to happen…the post-vacation crankiness. The “holy-buckets-that-was-more-than-I-could-have-asked-or-imagined-thanks-Colorado” world of returning home to Manhappiness, Kansas (ranked 2 of top 100 places to live in the U.S.!) After driving in from where I left my car at the Amtrak station in Lincoln, Nebraska, I pulled everything out of my backpack and gear to … More Vacay unpacking: more than laundry
A little later this evening I’ll board a train and head west. I need this disruption of routine and leaping from my comfort zone. I’ve already changed into full-on Lola Granola wear and packed the protein bars as no one needs me hangry. Mountains, here I come. The photo at right is the last minute … More Importance of lifelong travel
I am one year closer to the rainbow bridge…and though I’m no pup, the idea of crossing light as I eventually leave this life sounds rather fetching. In the meantime, I will live. Live well. Live boldly and full of laughter sprinkled with snortling and freckles and a collection of broken sea glass regrets and … More 51 Things.
I’ve been reading Team of Rivals by Doris Kearns Goodwin, the story of Abraham Lincoln’s election, cabinet, the Civil War and his humanity. It has proven so very relevant today. Between yoga and work, this quote stopped me mid-slurp of coffee: “As he had done so many times before, Lincoln withstood the storm of defeat … More In remembrance
This morning, I woke at 4 a.m. and ruminated of all the things I need to do, my endless list of failures (real and perceived), and offered a mid-level lament. After a terrific weekend with good people and one good dog, I was coming down to the realities of what needs to be done at … More I see you.
I did it. I made a few reservations, bought a ticket and have the beginnings of a plan to ride the wind…or at least Amtrak’s California Zephyr sometime this summer. After 30 years of hearing about and dreaming about a slow traverse across the continental divide* on the California Zephyr, I’m going to do it! … More Traveling the wind
Hello (new friend)! My name is Allie. I heard that you don’t know (yet) what you want to become when you are finished with your schooling and working to support yourself. That can be a hard thing to know – even for adults who have studied successfully in college and have had really cool career … More When you don’t know what you want to do (a letter to my 6th grade pen pal)
I broke a record this year. For the first time since I was 10-years-old and tried to entice Bruce Jenner to be my pen pal, I have sustained a pen pal relationship longer than a few lines. Thanks to a teacher friend, pen palism has been a thing in my world since last fall. It’s … More Note to a penpal.
I love to write, to listen and to help people explore their own stories. I love to read and especially like audiobooks when driving or cleaning the Hobbit House. It helps carve away the too-quietness. Sometimes words come in a rush and a waterfall tumbling. Words are a spewing, searing volcano. Other words are Gentle … More When words won’t come
The wind and cold have lingered this season of should-be-spring until suddenly it was 90ᵒ Thursday and 87ᵒ Friday. Saturday it snowed. Friday, Kansas’ forecast included fire-warnings, unseasonable heat, blizzards, tornado warnings and rain-with-hail. Bless your heart, Kansas. I cannot complain; friends up north are digging out from beneath mounds of April snow. Yesterday, after … More January 105, 2018