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June 8, 2017

So.

It’s been awhile. More than eight months.

And I’m sure that by virtue of being a human living on Planet Earth, you’ll agree with me that it’s been a pretty crazy, intense, hard eight months, on a global and individual scale. I’ll never forget how I felt when I woke up the morning after the presidential election. And I don’t know about you, but it’s caused me to take a long, hard look inward. I’ve been re-evaluating a lot of things. I’ve realized that, like many of my friends and family, I’ve become an activist–it was involuntary at first, but it’s quite purposeful now. I’ve been working on my issues. I’ve been trying to figure out what’s important to me–being more intentional about everything from the products I put on my face to the people I surround myself with. And Rob and I have been thinking seriously about what we want our lives, and our marriage, to look like in the future–today, tomorrow and one, five, 10, 20 years down the road.

It’s been a season of introspection, that is for sure.

But–and I say this often, I know–I’ve missed this space. I love writing and I love the idea of blogging and being more disciplined when it comes to cataloging what’s happening in my life. So I’m going to try to be here more often. I’ve got a couple of posts queued up that I’ll be publishing over the next days and weeks, and my goal thereafter is to post at least once a week. Sometimes it’ll be light; sometimes it might be more personal. We’ll see what happens.

But today I want to leave you with some good reads. Here are seven links to take you into the rest of the week and weekend. Thanks, as always, for stopping by.

This is old, but I absolutely loved Kathryn Schulz’s New Yorker essay “When Things Go Missing.”

Also old, but let people knitting sweaters to keep elephants warm brighten your day.

Why it’s so hard to admit you’re wrong.

If you haven’t read it, this article is difficult and emotional and so beautifully written: “My Family’s Slave.”

Take me back to Cumberland Island(Now, more than ever, we could use those WiFi-free, pitch-black nights and long days in gorgeous green nature.)

“It is one thing to accept a slob for who she is; it is another to live with her.”  This Modern Love essay could basically be about me and Rob–minus the writer’s magical transformation at the end; that hasn’t quiiiite happened to me yet.

I wrote an article about how The Great British Baking Show can save your sanity.

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