Last Year in My 30s
Tomorrow, I’ll be 39 years old.
In celebration of my last year in my 30s, I resisted, imbibed, biked, ate, and conversed.Read More »Last Year in My 30s
Tomorrow, I’ll be 39 years old.
In celebration of my last year in my 30s, I resisted, imbibed, biked, ate, and conversed.Read More »Last Year in My 30s
Saturday was a day of service for me. In the morning I volunteered with one of my favorite local non-profits: NOMAD Art Bus (blog post here). In the afternoon I met some friends for a postcard writing party.Read More »Service of a Different Color
I’ve been basking in the glow of the Women’s March. It was incredibly powerful to be part of so many people coming together for such an inclusive and love-filled cause. It was inspiring to interact with and read signs of so many people who are concerned about the incoming administration and the policies they promised during Trump’s campaign.
Read More »The Good of the Marches
Yesterday ~25,000 people gathered in St. Petersburg, FL to participate in our local Women’s March. I’m honored to have participated in this inspiring event.Read More »Women’s March