It’s funny how the simplest thing can unleash a torrent of long-forgotten memories…like the blueberries in my morning oatmeal and my great-Aunt Elmeda. I wonder what will trigger such memories of me for friends and family when I’m gone?
I have been contemplating the notion of the “new normal” a fair bit lately, reflecting on my own journey during these difficult times.
The high Andes is definitely the place to go for an epic hike through pristine wilderness where Mother Nature will give you everything she’s got. After visiting the equator and learning fascinating astronomical, cultural, archeological and geographic information about the Earth’s waistline – and eating some chicken soup at a remote roadside truck stop – […]
I had to give myself a little tough love earlier this week. It turns out I’ve been nurturing some pretty negative body image thoughts without really realizing it. Let me start at the beginning. I will only be taking a carry-on sized bag (plus a backpack) on our six-month around the world trip. Since space […]
