Drinking Cold Coffee

My mom always told me I’d know I was a mother when I was willing to eat cold eggs. I only recently truly grew to appreciate the smile that accompanied her words. The day I found myself nursing a regular-sized cup of coffee for a full five hours, I knew I’d reached my “mom” moment.¬†Something…

Finding Your Place to Create

How do you inspire yourself when you create? Are you someone who seeks out inspiration, the right music, the right playlist, the right atmosphere in which to pursue your art? Or do you make your own, where you are, as you are, and create¬†no matter what, no matter where? When I was younger, I had…

The Habit of Happiness

Happiness. It’s a tricky subject. Trust me. I’ve written the beginning of this post about three times so far, and I’m betting there’ll be a fourth and fifth in my future. I’m not a naturally happy or optimistic person. But happiness doesn’t have to do with being an optimist. I’ve met a few depressed optimists,…