This photo was taken on a second date 8 years ago. Little did I know that this person would become ‘my’ person. That's the power of capturing even the most mundane moments. They all tell your story.

But really, look at that table, I should have known then: my dinner date equal.

We’re evolving, little by little. Until one day you look up and your entire coast has changed. The roots that once grounded you are replaced by new edges that dare you to stay still.

There’s something about golden hour that makes you feel invincible.

New “Dear America,” by YOMI. Located at Kater and Fairhill Streets behind Tmoms in Philly.

This letter appeared in the Bloomsburg PA Press Enterprise this morning. I am assured the writer is who he purports to be, an Air Force veteran.

It is the time of year when the flowers start to bloom, reminding you of beauty and all of its liveliness. It is a breath of fresh air, needed now more than ever.

When cities have beautifully designed outdoor #community spaces, it makes you say, “I could live here.” #aarhus #århus #denmark

Winter is so disorienting. I lose myself in all the layers—every year. But I must admit. This year feels more grounded. I think that’s what our children do to us. Of course, we’re forever changed because of them. But there’s not as much unfiltered time to become untethered.

Starting a new social feels intimidating tbh. But I am trying to slowly migrate off all things #meta. Cheers to a fresh start & gorgeous bowls of ramen my husband and I had on our first date since having our son. 😋