Tag: starting-over
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when you let down your armor
I didn’t put eyeliner on yesterday. For at least 20 years, it’s been a non-negotiable part of my morning ritual. Every single day, I’d meticulously cover up my ever present dark under eye circles, then line my dichromatic eyes with a deep purple liner to give them definition, a shield that only I knew about,…
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beyond the books – community matters
For at least 6 months, I’ve been trying to find someone to help clean, inspect, and prepare the cabins for guests. I wrote a fantastic job description with the help of AI and I posted it in several locations that seemed like a good fit. But it’s not glamorous work, and finding someone reliable and…
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when guests become family
Today, I let myself be vulnerable about this separation in a way that I knew was coming, but that I was dreading. For the first time, today I told a returning guest that Jeremy and I have separated. She’s stayed with me only once before, but I talk to her on the phone almost monthly…
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living the dream – believing in benezette
I “moved” full time to our camper in Benezette in early January 2021. (A family member was living in our house in Carlisle, so when I say move, understand I packed some clothes and some stuff I loved, but left our home still mostly intact.) The Willow was my focus for the first quarter since…
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the reckoning
Wait. That’s not my phone number. My husband had ‘disappeared’ again. He’s done this off and on for the more than 25 years I’ve known him, but more frequently since his sister died in 2023. I hadn’t been too concerned really. I knew he was dealing with some sad stuff – I let him have…
Building Benezette 