💬📚 “I don’t remember my own story… I remember only how I fell into books, never to rise from their pages, how I was never truly awake until I began to dream of other worlds.” Leigh Bardugo, The Lives of Saints ❤️ Saint of the Book
Thanksgiving 1: Plain black leggings, gray sweater.
Thanksgiving 2: Floral dress.
Thanksgiving 3: PlayStation T-shirt, Star Wars leggings
Today: Thanksgiving #3, Booster #2. Tomorrow: Rest, D&D.
Locking myself in the bathroom at my parents’ house to get a break from overstimulation, happy Thanksgiving 1996 everybody.
🔖🌲 Read On Mother Trees: What Old-Growth Trees Taught Me About Parenting by Kaitlyn Teer (Catapult).
A gorgeous essay in conversation with The Giving Tree, How to Do Nothing, the work of Suzanne Simard, and climate change. Read it.
🔖🍿 Read The Mom in ‘Home Alone’ Is a Messy and Magnificent Model of Motherhood.
It’s easy to forget how hard Kate McAllister works to make sure her kid is okay. I probably need to watch Home Alone again. It’s been decades.
🔖📝♿ Read As a Disabled Writer, I Am a Rich Innovator by [Sarah Fawn Montgomery](www.sarahfawnmontgomery.com/l (Catapult).
This is my new favorite essay about being a disabled writer. I love it so much. It reminds me that the way I work is a way that gets work done.
Currently attending Dr. Anuja Cabraal’s session on emoji coding.
The analysis process and how we choose to analyze influences the results.
Well said, Dr. Cabraal!
The lyrics from Disney's Disenchanted that make me sob. 🎵
Spoilers for lyrics from Disenchanted follow. Without context they only mean a little but if you’re avoiding spoilers, just move along…
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Are you ready to be spoiled?
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It’s how I’d make a world for you
That never breaks your heart
Where you can grow and thrive
And your every wish can flower
I will always love you, Morgan
I’m so proud of how I know you’ll carry on
I’ve known a lot of magic in my life
But never anything as strong
Love power
My love for you has power
And you’ll have it there inside you
When I’m gone
These lyrics make me sob as a mother AND as a daughter because of course this is what I want for my kid but the “When I’m gone” part hits extra hard when your mom has leukemia and chemo/TKI complications you know?
This is a big cry I’ve been saving up since January as I kept it together for everybody else.
Okay, time for me to go strike now.
Today is a day of widespread pain and miserable stomach cramps. Thanks a lot, chronic illness exacerbated by shifting hormones…