i have become well-acquainted, unwillingly, with the kind of sadness that makes you catch your breath. so sudden and sharp that it boils over spilling onto cheeks, onto notebook pages, onto kitchen counters, onto sheets where i turn sleeplessly. sometimes there’s a reason for this a problem i can solve but the worst of it [...]
Author: bridgetmcook
the headstrong adventurer
she is the dynamic, shimmering life of the party who always has your back. she is unforgettably funny undeniably herself holding court on her porch, laughter all around. she is effortlessly confident - a thrift store seeker chic in overalls and dresses alike. she is a fierce competitor - but just as fiercely kind the [...]
the fearless teacher
she is the hands behind the paintbrush the eyes behind the lens collecting beauty, creating a life she loves she is soaring sky-blue eyes honey brown curls a beauty unlike anyone else she is effortless, enduring patience taking smaller hands in hers to show them all they can and will do she is the first [...]
the firewalker
he is the one we all swear we’ve known for the longest time to meet him is to return home he is the finishing touch on a perfect party a voice hoarse from singing passing out “i love you’s” as freely as cold drinks he is the most truly alive person a soul brimming over [...]
for the swimmer in the rising tide
It’s remarkable how, in the biggest way that I can remember, we’ve collectively had the same sort of year. The compounding weariness of isolation and injustice, loss and uncertainty, has touched us all. For better or for worse, 2020 has changed the way we live, interact and think. It’ll be years before we understand the [...]
for hannah, the artist
she lives her life like a work of art conversations intricate, intelligent as the collages and bright canvases hung on her bedroom wall everywhere she lives becomes a gallery collections of seashells and well-worn books telling the story of a curious, thoughtful soul. she casts wide, bold, beautiful strokes choosing to see the good in [...]
gift of an april afternoon
4 April 2020, 3:28pm lines of flowering trees branches outstretched to toss petals like confetti into my lap. nowhere to be, alone and content bearing witness to the simple radiance of springtime pink against green and blue against white. sunlight filtering down onto my page, casting light over my words planting freckles on my cheeks [...]
come home to yourself
Feeling at home within your own mind and body is hard work. It would be so easy to slip out a side door, where distraction and hardship and conflict all compete for your attention. Where your daily routine placates you and drains all your energy. Where you're asked to give more and more of yourself [...]
from above
have you ever found yourself watching your own life from above? just the other night i felt my soul grow lighter hovering high over the table filled by every seat with a friend. i felt myself pause, lifted, warmed by the soft light and shimmering first-few-sips kind of buzz just taking it all in. one [...]
for Julia, my true north
she is her signature curly hair sturdy black boots honey-brown amber eyes that see you for you she is a record spinning, pourover steaming, a seat saved for you in a crowded coffee shop she is true north, always there to remind you who you are & where you’re going she is burning incense low [...]