Today, I am 30 years old. In the past few months, as a new decade began to rise up to meet me, I did not meet it with excitement and anticipation. I met it with stubborn resistance. I wasn't ready for all I felt 30 entailed. A new decade felt like little more than a … Continue reading 30 and ready for it
Two years ago today, I left my life in Thailand for a new one in the States. After a whirlwind year and a half, I had reached the limit of chaos I could handle in my life. I was ready for stability, consistency, and a place to call home. It's been 20 months now since … Continue reading The permanence of things
2018 was a veritable crapshoot of a year. From tooth extractions to head injuries to funerals and changing jobs, it's not really a year I'm looking to repeat. 2019, I've decided, is going to be my year. It's been three months since I've written anything. Sometimes the thought of sharing my life with the world … Continue reading 2019: The Year of Caitlin
Thanksgiving is an odd time of year. People who are normally grouchy and pessimistic suddenly become overwhelmed with gratitude for the blessings in their lives. Good health, plenty of food, family and friends in abundance. The season of thankfulness and cheer is one that brings even the most curmudgeonly folks out of their funk and … Continue reading On Gratitude
My grandpa died this past weekend. But it was not the one we were expecting. Gordon McKnight passed away on Saturday, just a few months shy of 100. He was an architect, artist, and creative inspiration. Immensely talented, with a contagious smile that can still be seen in my mom and my sister, passed from … Continue reading Before and after the storm
As seems so often the case, this week my thoughts are tied up in the difficulty of life. This year has been a tremendously difficult one. And I know I have spoken to that effect here before, and I by no means want to be known as a complainer. But the truth is, life is … Continue reading How well you walk through the fire
Two weeks ago, on a fateful Friday night, I was at the office, quietly tending to my work. Carissa and her puppy Teddy were in the next room, and I split my time between actual productive work and repeatedly telling Teddy that he's the most beautiful doggo in the world. As I was packing bags … Continue reading Brain damage: take 3. Enough already!