just call me aunt cols!

So here I am, at the hospital, waiting on the arrival of Chance and Kelsey’s little girl. I am so excited…. I think the opportunity to be called an aunt is such an honor. It’s not a title you are just entitled to, I don’t think. It shows a special friendship between you and the…

slowly dying, quickly living.

Let’s say our life is contained in hourglasses, but instead of grains of sand, our time is measured in little contorted heartbeats. lub. dub. lub. dub. lubdublubdublubdub. i feel the grains fall quicker. everytime your heart beats you’re spending some of time. so you walking into a room, immediately quickens mine. one can only conclude:…

the way of running.

I don’t think I have a literal bone in my body. See? I mean, obviously, I have bones in my body. But I prefer to speak in rhymes and prose and metaphors. Maybe it’s a way of hiding, maybe it’s safety. Maybe it’s gift-wrapping my feelings so they seem more heavy. In any case, it’s…

thinking thankful. thanking thinkful.

Last year, I formed my list of thanksgiving through photos.  This year, I’ve decided to do it through songs.  Music just speaks to me… and mostly, it speaks to me about the people I love.  So, each song listen below will represent a person, or thing, and will be followed by why I’m so thankful…