4/365: Amy: Freshman orientation, life beyond high school arrived. We shared one laugh and became soul-deep friends. Slept outside the dorm, cried, danced, ate grapes and cookies, sang sad songs. you taught me what joy is.
Part of my 35/365 project. What’s 35/365 or x365? See here.
I’m working on my version of the x365 challenge started by Dan Waber on his 40th birthday: write 40 words (no more, no less) every day for a year. I’ve varied it slightly – I’m 35 so I’m writing 35 words. I may not write one per day but I love the concept and will try to honor it. Starting now. You can find the complete list here. I’m going to attempt to include at least a few of the items as separate posts to keep it on your radar, in the hopes that you’ll do it too
3/365 Nancy: You wore jeans, walked daily to midtown from downtown, made me earn your smile, held my feet to the fire, taught me that phrase. Major newsweekly internship advisor? No way. You were a goddess.
I’m working on my version of the x365 challenge started by Dan Waber on his 40th birthday: write 40 words (no more, no less) every day for a year. I’ve varied it slightly – I’m 35 so I’m writing 35 words. I may not write one per day but I love the concept and will try to honor it. Starting now. You can find the complete list here. I’m going to attempt to include at least a few of the items as separate posts to keep it on your radar, in the hopes that you’ll do it too
2/365 Becky: I was six and you were seven, but you were worlds older. Taught me to jump-rope by tying my laces together, to rollerskate, to sled, hopscotch. You were my first friend in 2nd grade.
