Living the question
I started and stopped a few different blog posts for this week because none of them felt exactly right. If you’re an “F” (a Feeler) on…
What are you not worrying about?
There’s some worry in the world right now. Are you feeling it? I am, too. It’s showing up in odd places like how my body feels…
Unexpected utterances of two years of marriage
This week John and I are celebrating two years of marriage. It’s today, actually. Yes, St. Patrick’s Day. No, we didn’t have green beer at the…
How to be risky, how to be free
Risky: full of the possibility of danger, failure, or loss. Oxford Dictionary With today’s words, I will tell you how to be risky. Free of charge.…
Hi, my name is Alexis and I choose to not try to do it all.
Around this time last year, John and I sifted through all the wedding and event invitations, vacation plans, and day trips that had come our way.…
Leveling up
Last week, I had a full 20-minute phone call with my younger brother. Even though he’s a 20-something, I still sometimes catch myself thinking of him…
Where to store the stuff (a brief poem)
It’s somehow still here even after a hurried thrift store drop-off.
In the ordinary
Quietly pulsing in between those more rare and uncommon big moments are the smaller ordinary moments where we’re doing life. Life is lived in the ordinary moments of grocery shopping, eating breakfast, doing work, calling mom on long drives, and making lefse.
Blankets you need for your life to feel complete
I love a good blanket, you know? It could be a blanket with a fun backstory or a blanket that is particularly cozy or a blanket that is extremely large or a blanket that has the softest color of pink in it.
On finding familiarity in oatmeal (the color)
Yesterday I showed my husband two oatmeal colored sweaters I uncovered at a thrift store.
“They’re a little bit different, but I L O V E them,” I said.
“What is with you and that color? It’s almost as if you think you need more oatmeal colored sweaters,” he laughed.
ALEXIS SWENSON 