This thanksgiving, I relish the moments with loved ones and reflect on the difference from last Thanksgiving day.
Because of the orange, I can stay. I can feel myself unfolding from the tightened, origami confinement of the past. In a way, I've never felt this free, this controlled, so much myself. Exploding into color, rejecting the black and gray for purples, oranges, reds, blues, greens; the colors of the life of a rainbow.... Continue Reading →