I’m talking about the personal choice we all have in the moments after a snafu, misunderstanding, miscommunication, argument, or any downright rotten thing occurs that gets us all “oh no they didn’t!”
Category: Letters to Everett
Letters to Everett: There is (lots of good) life after middle school
There isn’t much to love about the body change, social scene, and confusion that is part and parcel of that season of life when you sort of miss your action figures and Legos, but you dare not admit that to any of your friends.
Letters to Everett: Mastering the Art of the Emotional Pivot
It’s not easy to shake off a bad mood – it’s an art. And an awesome life skill. Because stress triggers are part and parcel of everyday life. We both did it like a couple of bosses yesterday. Go us! Never stop growing :).
Letters to Everett: Balancing grace with bullies
Welcome to the awkward-est stage of formal education – also known as middle school (basically hell).