#personal-reflection

#personal-reflection

In those quiet moments, I am reminded of the bustle of the city, or a lover's hand in mine, or the words that I couldn't quite say.

I had to put off calling my own mother, in case my future father-in-law said no. We drove up the road to my girlfriend's father's house, where he lived with his second wife.

"I'm the type of person who, if I'm happy, everybody in the room is going to be happy, and if I'm sad, it's going to be very quiet and tense. I'm a temperature guider in the room."

I surfed a bit. I was a gymnast as a child, so I can ride a wave no problem, except that I'm five foot three and surfboards are, I don't know, closer to six feet, so if the wrong wave ever catches me-boom-I'm dust.

I fed this woman the same line, told her a story, and quite literally waved my hands fleetingly as if running a household of four young boys and managing a traveling spouse while working full time was no big deal.

Although I lost parts of my body, I am still here to tell the story, to represent those who are not.

I always envisioned my wedding being an intimate affair, with my son walking me down the aisle, as I wanted it to reflect both our desires.

Like a fine wine, I like to pair my books with my travels. So I was going to Madrid for the first time and read Death in the Afternoon [by Ernest Hemingway].

Kreizman’s wit and blunt self-reflection animate her collection, as she delves into her journey from a 'good Democrat' toward a profound disillusionment.

But once I'm out there, there's no turning back-and I don't want to. The rhythm of the rain blends with the cadence of my legs, and suddenly, the world quiets.

I've shared Josh Comeau links many times here and his ability to explain technical matter with incredibly simple and well-built demos is easily the best in the industry.

As a mom of four, I feel guilty I can't give my kids the same summer camp experience I cherished, despite its initial challenges.

I never thought I'd put that much of myself in the film... I was very concerned at one point when we had half filmed it, and tried to get it stopped.

"Seeing family for the holiday?" The Lowe's cashier asks me as he rings up the shovel. "No," I answer, too quickly, recalling that first disaster of a trip."

I realized to my horror that I'm not even close to knowing the little patch of the city I call home.

In lonely strip malls and dusty markets, I began scribbling in notebooks. The boy on the metal table was the first ghost to come forward.

I had theories, of course. Looking back, these tended to change quite frequently, and yet the fear was always the same: in short, that I was dying, that I had some dreadful and no doubt painful disease.

Without us, the chickens wouldn't have been hatched. With us, they must live by our rules. And we, by theirs.

I wore a fake engagement ring for a week while traveling and was surprised at how emotionally resonant the experience was, reflecting my readiness for marriage.

Through the years, I admired my married friends and their strong relationships with their children, and harbored a quiet yearning for that type of sharing and love, but I wasn't going to do it on my own.

Vaping is stupid as fuck but unfortunately I am addicted. The government vapes are apparently flavourless and colourless, and extremely expensive.

When I decided to let cats back into our lives after the fires, I realized pet adoption had evolved with social media, transforming the way we connect with animals.

The subject of saṃvega is a disquieting feeling that we all experience at some point, reinforcing our sense of unease about life's purpose.

Your students are your greatest teachers. Reflect on their feedback, understand their needs, and always strive to grow alongside them.

People inevitably conclude that the terms they chose somehow differentiated them from others, with many listed characteristics highlighting experiences that shape their identities.

I’ve had to find a new path to celebrate Mother's Day... instead of a leisurely breakfast in bed, I'm likely to be woken at 6 a.m.

I've lived abroad since 2018, traveling solo through 10 countries with an overstuffed backpack and a duffel bag of prized possessions.