Life has been a lot lately—the beautiful, overwhelming, blink-and-you'll-miss-it kind of a lot. So before March gets away from me entirely, I'm doing what any reasonable person does when the calendar is full and the heart is fuller: I'm making a list.

Life, Edited began in the in-between. This February, I found a word that names it: Shūchū—deep focus, clear vision, and peace in the choosing.

Birthdays have a way of sharpening your focus. This year, I’m noticing it most through the lens of the camera and life: what I linger on, what I let blur, and what finally feels worth keeping—and it’s a view I really like.

Note to self: late January is a reminder that the in-between isn’t a waiting room—it’s where life is being edited

A lovely reminder—from my journalist daughter—that em dashes matter. Noted.

Adult friendships ask us to keep paying attention: to ourselves, to one another, and to the ways we change over time. Sometimes growth begins not with a conversation, but with noticing what truly uplifts us, being honest about what doesn’t, and choosing differently from there.

Today, I stood along the path of the Walk for Peace in Fort Mill and let my camera do what words cannot always manage.

Each step felt like a quiet offering. Each face carried both weight and hope. I didn’t come to explain or interpret what I saw, only to witness it.

Today, my Edit is not commentary, it is about presence.

May these images speak in the language they know best.

A reflection on the Ole Miss Rebels season, the courage in showing up, and the quiet truth that progress doesn’t have to be loud to be real on the field, behind the camera, or in life.