Dear Luna,

When Super Typhoon Odette came, nothing I owned mattered anymore. Only life did.

3 Things I’ve Learned at 39

Crown of glory

Some things arrive later.
Even in accounting.

The Wrong Building

Love that waits.

Hold it together. It still has more to give.

Even the last drop matters.

Less buying. More making.
A quieter kind of saving.

You can sing even in the middle of the storm.

Pour gently into yourself.