I love Adele. Duran Duran. Madonna. I love singing along with my girls in the car.
I love animals. I love the way they speak with their eyes. I love the crunch of fallen leaves under my feet. Snow softly falling, blanketing everything in pure white. Trees whispering to one another in the wind. Clouds dancing in the sky, taking on familiar shapes in my imagination. Sunny, smiling Gerber daisies in small bunches. Pumpkin whoopie pies.
I love the way I feel after a good workout. I love breaking into a sweat, pushing my body to its limit. I love thinking and quiet and the way our dog snuggles against my leg in bed at night.
I love the glow of Hanukkah candles. I love Modigliani, Monet, Seurat. I love Sylvia Plath, Emily Dickinson, Judy Blume. I love words, playing with them, listening to them, crafting them into art.
I love writing without pressure or expectations. I love sharing good writing and writers with the world.
p.s. My new post is up at Aiming Low. Please go visit? It’s called, “I Used to Be Nobody, Who Are You?”