Days of Being: December 4

While cleaning out my dresser I saw the fuzzy blue socks with white stars that were given to me on the first night of my stay in an inpatient psychiatric facility. They were in the same drawer with some lingerie I no longer wore. I kept both.

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 4s.