the new normal
October 19, 2009For the past several weeks I’ve been wondering if things would go back to normal. If my body would go back to the way it was. If our sleep would even out a little bit. If my time would become my own again.
But I’m learning there’s no such thing as normal. There’s only a new normal, and this changes daily. I just have to accept it.
Week after week, Henry teaches me to be flexible and open-minded. He reminds me to rest and relax. Lately, he’s even been making me laugh. And a hearty dose of laughter goes a long way when you realize you have little control over much else.
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
