Days of Being: December 29

For two hours we drank coffee, well, chai, and we talked about grief and sorrow and joy and life. At one point she told me, “You’re the healthiest person I know.” Ten years ago, I didn’t expect my experiences with mental illness and recovery to prune and form me into a healthier version of myself. And I certainly didn’t expect ever to hear those words from a dear friend.

I’d love for you to share one of your ordinary moments in the comments below.  Or you can submit a few sentences about one of your ordinary moments and I’ll write a Days of Being entry to post online and on Instagram. If you’d like to participate, email me at

Days of Being is a micro-memoir and micro-story project exploring memories and moments from our ordinary days. Multiple years are represented within the project celebrating what Madeleine L’Engle once said: “I am still every age that I have been.” Today’s micro-memoir is from one of my December 29s.