My husband calls me his funky muppet.
Maybe it’s the bouncy curls?
The skinny arms?
The way I dance?
He says if I were a Muppet I’d be Janice.
He means it as a compliment, I know that.
I am a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother, a friend.
A good friend.
I am a lover. Love is my beacon, my inner compass.
Love is all there is when you get down to the very core of everything.
Once you are in my heart, you are there always… I will never forget you.
Connection is deeply important to me.
(The real, vulnerable kind, the kind that makes you know yourself better.)
I am creative: I write, I photograph, I make.
I haven’t yet tried to paint, but there is a mural brewing in my basement.
I sing in the car, I dance in my kitchen.
My favorite place is my kitchen.
And my office space surrounded by windows.
And the public library, or a vast meandering used bookstore.
And cuddling with my family.
And my garden.
(Yes, definitely Paris.)