handwritten on January 19, 2020
Today was a refreshing day in church. It may have been the first time I have attended church and the sermon surrounded concepts of faith, love and justice as well as some of my favorite Martin Luther King Jr. quotes. There have been many times I have sat in college, in church and other places where the name and the day are not even mentioned. A few of the points I wish to share were quite profound and really moved me. One of the messages said this: reform will never unfold if we pretend it belongs to someone else and tomorrow-is when fools reform.
At the end of some beautiful music and wonderful conversation, the last pastor left us with this: just remember....change begins with me. If we...
handwritten on January 18, 2020
It was lovey to just "catch up" with-what we call- our (extended family) this weekend. We caught up on life and life aspirations. We caught up on work and treasures and things to come. We caught up on present and future plans. People do underestimate the power of a good catch up. Sometimes you just need to stop and take a moment to look around you and realize-everyone does have the power to "catch up." Make every moment count-don't waste your time on those things that in the end-really don't matter.
handwritten on January 17, 2020
3.5 miles: Today was Friday and as I was running this evening, I came upon the very words which appear in my title-We have come a long way. And this conversation continued with my husband when he got home from work later in the evening and we embarked on our annual "night out"-something we look forward to every week. The conversation continued as we quite literally spent the entire dinner just reflecting on how far we have come. Coming from long distance relationships and travels to Duke followed by medical school applications and the whimsical acceptance into Pitt, followed by five long years of medical school with one year of research and weddings and festivities and family happenings in...
handwritten on January 16, 2020
1 mile: A thought of the day occurred today as I was driving to tutor one of my former students and that was this concept of " Melody Street." I think my life purpose has always been to get others to recognize the melody inside of themselves and so as I passed this street today on my way to have a "reading party" filled with balloons and silly string with one of my former students whilst building fluency, comprehension and completing a novel study-I thought to myself-there is always a reason to encourage another to travel down melody street too. Something I have pondered and understood over the past year is that detecting and creating a melody that is "just right" is simply impossible. But...
handwritten on January 15, 2020
3.2 miles: While I was running today, I was reflecting quite deeply on this idea of constructive criticism and the beauty of moving past internal barriers through accepting criticism graciously. And I was trying to rack my brain when I officially released myself that constructive criticism is not a death sentence. I truly believe children are born perfectionists (this is an innate quality) and I myself was one from birth. I was always a deep reflective individual, and I constantly analyzed myself to the point where I did (and sometimes still do) drive myself crazy. However, as a child, I really hated constructive criticism because to me- I looked at it as something incredible negative that...
