There are so many things in the world that matter, and if we look closely enough, we find the things that speak to our own unique spirits — these are the things that speak to me. This is what matter to me today.
There was light, the soft glow of the lamp in the corner of the living room serving as an ember as the storm-darkened sky quickly stole away the day’s remaining light. There was the soft hum of ceiling fans, the refrigerator going about its daily work, the steady voices of evening news anchors filling us…
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She closed her eyes as the first warm breeze of spring touched her face. She sat in her yard, sun on heating the earth around her and traveling up to her skin. The air filtered through her freshly washed hair, making the scent of her coconut shampoo apparent. As the aroma traveled to her nostrils,…
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I have lived on the same street in the same town in the same state since I was born. After years of living in one spot, some things seem to be fixtures of their environment, static pieces of a place that rarely, barely change. In my neck of the woods, my neighbors are those fixtures.…
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You never quite appreciate the simplicity of childhood until you are grown — until the carefree days spent with ice cream on your face or a baseball in hand are long gone, nothing but mere memories of days so far long ago. I think about that quite a bit, not just because I am (of…
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My internal alarm clock woke me up a little earlier than I would have liked this morning. There was a chill in the air, one that — although it has been quite cool and less humid lately — I am not yet used to. In my brain, August should still be piping hot, even at…
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There’s something about a rainy summer day. A day when a steady, soft rain falls down to the earth in the most soothing way. A day when the humidity is seemingly stolen out of the air in the quiet of such a rain, when the heat of the ground is finally alleviated and rises into…
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So much for saying that I would give baking a rest for a few weeks. Alas, it is true: I have quite a baking problem. My short-lived hiatus from baking was broken last week with a peach-blueberry dump cake, and I could not even make it through the weekend without summer fruit calling my name…
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I have a thing for daisies. The flower just seems to scream joy, as if it’s an invitation to smile that comes with petals. Their typical white and yellow hues offer a bit of innocence and sweetness, a childlike sense of whimsy that unearths with it a nostalgia for my own childhood. ‘Daisy’ is also…
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The words we choose matter. The things we focus on matters. The same is true in the opposite direction: it matters when we choose the proper words, just as it matters what we focus on, highlight, and call attention to. Headlines, whether in a newspaper or online, on social media or on a billboard, fuse…
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Rich and robust. Comforting and homey. Delicious and satisfying. When I think of those words, I think about the tastiest, most mouthwatering soul food ever. I think about macaroni and cheese, crispy fried chicken, and big, buttery pound cake. I think about the endless servings, the heaping helpings, the genuine love that seems to be…
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