Is having a small blog that dissimilar to performing in a coffeeshop for mostly disinterested parties?
To see an imperfect matriarch reflected on screen with care, attention and utmost respect is gratifying and unbelievably emotional.
I recently heard someone say that the only place you'll see success before work is in the dictionary. Love this. Of course it's true, but also? I hate it and kind of wish it wasn't.
Make no mistake, I do not spring out of bed invigorated and excited every day, but I am starting to really enjoy it anyway.