Daily Prompt @ The Pie!

Daily writing prompt
What are the most important things needed to live a good life?

Life’s a wild ride, isn’t it? One minute you’re chasing dreams, the next you’re just trying to figure out what really matters. I’ve spent a lot of time reflecting on what makes a life good—not just successful or flashy, but deeply fulfilling. From my perspective, a good life boils down to a few core ingredients: connection, purpose, health and freedom.

Humans are messy, social creatures. We thrive on relationships—whether it’s family, friends, or even a kind stranger who shares a smile. I’ve learned that the quality of your connections matters more than the quantity. One deep, honest conversation over coffee can do more for your soul than a hundred shallow chats.

For me, connection means showing up for people. It’s listening to a partner vent about a rough day, calling your mom just to hear her voice, or laughing with friends until your sides hurt. These moments remind me I’m not alone in this chaotic world. Studies back this up—strong social ties are linked to lower stress and longer lives. But you don’t need data to feel the warmth of a hug or the comfort of someone who gets you. Prioritize your people. Make time for them. It’s the glue that holds a good life together.

Ever wake up and wonder, “What’s the point?” I have. A good life needs purpose—a sense that you’re contributing to something bigger than yourself. It doesn’t have to be grand, like solving world hunger. For me, purpose shows up in small ways: writing something that resonates with someone, helping a neighbor, or even tending to a little herb garden. It’s about feeling like my existence makes a dent, however small.

Purpose is personal. For some, it’s their career. For others, it’s volunteering, creating art, or raising kids. I’ve found mine shifts over time—what drove me at 20 isn’t the same at 30. The key is to keep asking, “What lights me up?” and then chasing that spark. Without purpose, life can feel like a hamster wheel—busy but empty.

You can have all the love and purpose in the world, but if your body or mind is crumbling, it’s hard to enjoy them. Health isn’t just about hitting the gym or eating kale (though those help). It’s about balance—moving your body, eating food that fuels you and taking care of your mental space. I learned this the hard way after burning out from overwork. I was irritable, exhausted and no fun to be around. Prioritizing sleep and cutting back on stress saved me.

Mental health is just as crucial. Therapy, journaling, or even a quiet walk can work wonders. I’m not saying you need to be a fitness guru or meditate for hours—just listen to your body and mind. Small, consistent choices, like drinking water or taking a deep breath before reacting, add up. A healthy you is the foundation for everything else.

Freedom might sound lofty, but I mean the ability to make choices that align with who you are. It’s having enough time, money, or mental space to say “yes” to what matters and “no” to what doesn’t. For me, freedom came when I stopped chasing everyone else’s definition of success. I ditched the hustle for a job that gave me more time to breathe, even if it meant less cash.

Financial freedom helps, too—not riches, but enough to cover your needs without constant worry. I’ve been broke, and I’ve been comfortable; the latter lets you focus on life’s joys instead of bills. Freedom also means owning your choices. Say no to toxic relationships. Set boundaries. Pursue what makes you feel alive. It’s your life—shape it.

A good life isn’t about perfection. It’s messy, imperfect, and ever-changing. But connection, purpose, health and freedom? They’re the threads that weave it all together. They’re not one-size-fits-all—you’ve got to figure out what they mean for you. For me, it’s laughing with friends, writing from the heart, taking care of my body and having the space to choose my path.

Take a moment today to nurture one of these areas. Call someone you love. Reflect on what drives you. Go for a walk. Say no to something that doesn’t serve you. Life’s too short to miss out on what makes it worth living.

Daily Prompt @ The Pie!

Daily writing prompt
What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

Legacy. The word feels like it belongs to giants—people who build empires, write timeless books, or change the course of history. But what about the rest of us? The ones living ordinary lives, with no monuments or Wikipedia pages to our names? What kind of mark can we leave on the world?

I’ve been thinking about the question this morning and I’ve realized that legacy doesn’t have to be loud or grandiose. It’s not about fame or fortune—it’s about the quiet ways we shape the world around us. For me, it’s about connection, curiosity and leaving things a little better than I found them.

I want to be remembered as someone who showed up for people. Not just physically, but emotionally. The kind of person who listens when someone’s unraveling, who asks the question that unlocks a story, who makes space for the messy, beautiful truth of being human.

It’s easy to rush through life, distracted by our own noise. But when we slow down and really see someone—when we hear their fears, their joys, their quiet hopes—that’s when we create something lasting. A moment of connection can ripple outward, changing someone’s day, their perspective, maybe even their life. If my legacy is a collection of those moments, I’d be proud.

I’ve always been a question-asker. Why does this work this way? What’s the story behind that? What if we tried something new? Curiosity is what keeps life vibrant and I want to leave behind a trail of it. I want to inspire people to wonder, to explore, to chase the things that make their hearts race.

Maybe it’s encouraging a friend to pick up that hobby they’ve always wanted to try, or sharing a book that opens a new world. Maybe it’s asking a question that makes someone pause and think. If I can plant a seed of curiosity that grows long after I’m gone, that’s a legacy worth having.

We don’t need to change the world to leave it better. Sometimes, it’s the small things—a kind word, a helping hand, a story shared over coffee—that make the biggest difference. I want to leave behind a world that’s a little kinder, a little braver, a little more open to possibility.

I think of the times I’ve been moved by someone’s quiet generosity: the stranger who smiled when I was having a rough day, the teacher who believed in me when I doubted myself, the friend who laughed with me until we couldn’t breathe. Those moments stick and they shape us. If I can leave behind even a handful of those, I’ve done something worthwhile.

Legacy isn’t about perfection or permanence. It’s about the choices we make every day—how we show up, what we share and who we lift up along the way. So, I’ll keep listening, keep questioning, keep spreading small moments of light. That’s the legacy I want to leave: a world that feels a little more human because I was here.

Daily Prompt @ The Pie!

Daily writing prompt
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.

Hey, old man! I hope you’re reading this with a smirk, maybe a glass of something strong in your hand. It’s probably more like a cup of tea if the doctor’s finally won that battle. I’m sitting here in 2025, trying to imagine what a century of life looks like on you. I’m picturing a lot of wrinkles, a few scars, and, if I’ve done this right, a hell of a lot of stories.

I’m wondering what you’ve made of your life. Did we chase those dreams I’m scribbling about today? The ones about building something that matters, loving hard and seeing every corner of this wild world? I hope you’re nodding, thinking, “Yeah, kid, we did alright.” I’m betting you’ve got some epic tales. How about that time we climbed a mountain, or made a family, or just sat quietly somewhere beautiful and felt alive?

I’ll admit, I’m a little nervous writing this. What if we didn’t figure it all out? What if we stumbled too much? But I’m choosing to believe you’re proud of me. You’re proud of us. I hope you’ve learned to forgive the dumb stuff I’m probably doing right now, like stressing over things that won’t matter in a decade, let alone a lifetime.

How’s the world now? Did we fix the mess we’re in, or is it still a chaotic ride? I hope you’re surrounded by people who matter like some kids, grandkids, friends who’ve stuck around. I’m working hard to set that up for you. And if you’re alone, I hope you’ve found peace in it, because I’m promising you now that I’ll live a life worth remembering.

Take care of yourself, alright? Don’t give up on the little things. Stretch those creaky bones, laugh at something stupid and tell someone you love them. I’m rooting for you from back here, trying to make sure you’ve got a good story to tell.

Check The Backseat…

Ever think about how much your car’s backseat spills the tea on who you are? It’s like the junk drawer of your life. The exception? It’s on wheels and way more public when you’re giving someone a lift. Whether it’s a pristine void or a chaotic landfill, that space is a dead giveaway about your personality, habits and maybe even your deepest secrets (kidding about that last one… or am I?)

If your backseat looks like it’s ready for a magazine shoot (empty, vacuumed, maybe even sporting a faint new car smell) you’re probably the type who thrives on order. You’re the friend who color codes their pantry and never misses a deadline. A clean backseat screams control freak (in the best way) or someone who just doesn’t have time for mess. Bonus points if you’ve got a single, purposeful item back there, like a yoga mat. That’s peak “I’ve got my life together” energy.

Now, if your backseat’s a graveyard of coffee cups, gym bags and that jacket you swore you’d drop off at the cleaner’s three months ago, you’re likely living life at 100 miles an hour. You’re busy, practical and maybe a little scatterbrained. This isn’t a judgment, after all, it’s a lifestyle. You’re the one who’s always got a story about why there’s a random flip flop back there, and honestly, we love the vibe. It’s relatable.

Crumbs, juice boxes, a rogue Lego piece that will stab someone’s foot someday. Does that one sound familiar? If your backseat’s a shrine to kid chaos or covered in pet hair, you’re the MVP of family life. Your car’s less a vehicle and more a mobile HQ, complete with snacks, toys and probably a spare diaper or two. You’re juggling a million things and your backseat’s proof you’re keeping it together (even if it doesn’t look like it).

Do you have blankets, a dog eared paperback, a stash of granola bars in your backseat? You’re the spontaneous soul who’s always down for a detour. Maybe you’ve got a guitar or a camping chair tucked back there, just in case. Your car’s an extension of your free spirit, ready for a picnic, a nap, or a deep chat at 2 A.M. under the stars. It’s curated chaos and it’s charming as hell.

And then there’s the wildcard: the backseat that defies explanation. A single mitten from 2019, a half-eaten bag of chips, a mysterious sock. You’re not sure how it got this way, but you’re rolling with it. This is the “go with the flow” energy we all secretly admire. There’s zero pretense and all of the authenticity.

So, what’s your backseat saying about you? Next time you hop in your car, take a peek back there. It might just reveal more than you’d expect.