This writing shindig is not for views, to share information I feel people might find relevant, to pay my bills, to be able to say, "Look what I accomplished." This writing thing is for 12-year-old Dani who saw her name in a byline for the first time. Revisiting that rather innocent joy reignited a fire, even if it's one I'll have to constantly stoke.
Well, I guess I've been doing this travel shindig for a bit of time. I feel like a bad travel SLP because I stayed so long at my last assignment but I also feel like I've been a travel SLP from the start when I moved to North Carolina after graduation. Since graduating, I've held… Continue reading What I’ve Learned as a Nomad SLP
"...I bet that's what it's like when you're old and grey, sitting with your human on the porch on a warm summer evening as you watch the sun go down. I bet you turn to them, seeing the years you've spent together in the smile lines that permanently frame their eyes and rest along the corners of the lips you've yet to grow tired of kissing."
Well, I am headed into a week I was excitedly anticipating for some time but now as it's finally here, I'm wanting time to slow down a bit. I'm currently in Indianapolis until Tuesday doing onboarding at the Hopebridge corporate offices. I'll head back to Marion Wednesday through Friday and Friday night, I'll take some… Continue reading The Switch
The internet is pretty rad, honestly. I'm sitting here, waiting for my car to be serviced. It's a gloomy day. I had a cup of coffee next to me, curled up in the comfy chair in the Toyota lounge. It was the perfect time to write. So I started to write. That's a lie. I… Continue reading Permission