I have always believed that people either have the knack for language, or they don’t. I put myself in that latter or second camp. I took Spanish for three years in high school and could never do much more than ask where the bathroom was located. Don’t get me wrong, that was useful language to know when you found yourself suffering from Montezuma’s revenge; however, it’s not any level of fluency. My inability to speak…
For the better part of 20 years I wore a wedding ring on my left hand. I took the last one off about a year ago, and have felt naked ever since. Last month I spent time exploring jewelry shops in my neighborhood. These are not the sort of shops I frequent as I’m not drawn to traditional sparkle, and am not a fashion hound of any sort. I was skeptical about finding anything suitable, but…
Back in early 2012 I read an article in Guideposts magazine by Debbie Macomber that shared her practice of choosing a word to focus on each year. While I wouldn’t describe myself as a religious person, nor am I a reader of Macomber’s books, I was inspired by this practice. I chose a word for that year, and have been choosing a “word for the year” ever since. I have shared the article with friends…