Do you have a favorite kind of tree?

I love a weeping willow. One of the houses we lived in when I was young had one, and its branches trailed low enough to the ground that I could read a book under there and feel like I was hidden away in a secret world. What a lovely way to spend an afternoon.

What bridges are you happy you burned?

I’ve cut ties with a couple of toxic people. Thank goodness it hasn’t happened much but I’m glad I found the strength to put my well being first.

Would you sacrifice yourself (die) for a stranger?

I’d like to think I would. I also think this is the kind of thing you can never know until it’s happening in real life.

How have your priorities changed since the C-19 virus took over?

The difference between need and want has crystallized. Weekly/bi-weekly grocery shopping for meal prep? Need. Running out for more ice cream on a whim? Sorry, that’s a want, we’ll pick some up on the next trip. On a larger scale I’ve found that what’s truly important to me has come into a laser like focus. It’s refreshing to clear out the noise, y’know?

Please feel free to share your gratitude! During this troubling time, some positive input is sorely needed, so any memes, stories, photos, or anything else you find uplifting is welcome! Please share! Thanks!  

I made my mom’s banana bread on Saturday morning and mm mmm, that stuff is delicious. Now I don’t know how much experience you have with homemade breads but they’ll typically take around two hours or more to make and if I’m gonna invest that sort of time into baking then there’d better be a near-explosive reaction to the final product. Good thing the kids are huge fans of banana bread. Then again, it means we plow through two+ hours of work in two days so that’s kind of a bummer but still, there’s something about hearing man, mom, this bread is SO GOOD that warms a mama’s heart.

That reminds me of the Grey’s Anatomy episode where a patient’s fiancé describes his relationship in terms of breakfast. In a ham and eggs plate the chicken’s invested but the pig’s committed. Funny, but I can’t get that out of my head now. Are you the ham or the eggs?

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