You can spend money but you can never spend memories. ~ Ken Venturi

Instead, I spend money to make memories. Too much money, I fear. My writing residency is free. They didn’t pay me to spend a month in Wales. Someday, I hope to grow into such opportunities.

But in my darker moments, I fret. What if I’m spending our retirement savings on a dream? Or I get to the end of my life and realize I missed too much time with MTM, the love of my life? Will it be the same as wishing I’d tried to achieve my dreams?Continue Reading

Memories are life insurance policies for your brain. – Andra Watkins

I’m writing with jet lag. Who knows what this post will be? But maybe I’m writing it to remember how it felt to be back in England on my first day. I followed my friend Kate to work, and I’m sitting in the Guildford Cathedral refectory. I owe Jendi a billion things before I go offline, and I’m trying to get them done.

This morning, I was reflecting about the memories I’ve made in the UK. For someone who didn’t visit until my fortieth year, I’ve packed in a ton. I relayed one of my favorite memories to Kate on our way to working this morning.Continue Reading