This week,

I have had my energy back and LOVED it

am grateful to God

losing my hair

hungry and eating

weeding the weeds between my flowers

did a kick-ass private yoga class

had some beautiful conversations

wrote the first lesson for a curriculum I am developing this summer

danced to Elvis

singing Bettle Midler's "The Rose" in the car (really)

had one shitty afternoon where I felt the world was caving in on me

let it the f--- go

dreamed of something I really want to write and started to outline it

ignored an email from someone whose head is up her ass

am wearing a pretty black silk scarf or

a snazzy purple sequined ball cap from my mom

am going to go down now and settle on the couch

to watch the final Grey's Anatomy

which is okay because Issy's story isn't my story

My story is my story.

love to all...