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Lessons from the Desert
“There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.” – Leonard Cohen One saguaro, two saguaro, three saguaro, ten. Hundreds more lifelike cacti appeared as we made our way into the Sonoran Desert, away from the sunset, away from home. The darkness was more comforting than usual as I lay my head against the […]
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Wish You Were Here
As we sat eating dinner at Panama 66 in Balboa Park, the sun had just settled in for the night and the iconic Museum of Man tower was illuminated with purple and blue lights set against the dusky sky. The kids were happy and we were happy. It was one of those beautiful moments where […]
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Rainy Wanderings
Chartreuse, emerald, pickle, olive, pear. The trees, the hillside in between the trees, the grass, the shrubbery, the weeds. The truest, deepest shades of every color green. We stumble between the long, swaying eucalyptus trees during a break in the welcomed rain. The vibrant scent fills us up like a warm cup of mint tea. […]
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The Story of Poppi
I sweetly overheard Ryan the other night telling Maisley the story of “A Boy Named Poppi”. It gave me the idea to write my own bedtime story about Poppi’s life for the girls to always have. Unlike our other made-up stories about “Sammie the Kangaroo dog” and “Wolf Girl” on her flying scooter, this one […]
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Word Walk of Shame
As I sat on my bed in a rare peaceful moment, looking out the window to the eucalyptus trees, the movie reel in my mind started to rewind. It hasn’t even been a year since we moved in and yet this room holds both Coura’s birth story and the hardest moments of my grief. I […]
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Out of the Grey
As I continue to find my footing, my voice and my self in this transformative season of motherhood, I’ve been mostly comfortable living in the middle. Extremes haven’t really been my thing. I’ve been taking in all sides of the story and experiencing a little bit of everything, all from the safety of my moderate […]
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Of All The Things
Of all the things I want to tell him. All the places I want to go with him. All the memories I want to reminisce about. All the questions I want to ask him. All the Sunday breakfasts I want to eat with him. Of all the things, the thing I want to do most, […]
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Somewhere in the Ocotillo Trees
I have this irrational argument in my head on a regular basis of whether I prefer the ocean or the mountains as my soul place. I force myself to choose. Definitely the mountains with their all-encompassing pine trees and majestic views, I think. Yeah, but the ocean with it’s limitless expanse, compassion and fresh salty […]
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Love Through Loss
No one knows what to say. We don’t know what to say. No one can imagine. We can’t imagine either. New to death? So are we. While nothing can take away the pain or fill the void of a loss, so many thoughtful words, acts and gestures have helped us carry on to the next […]
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Grounded & Free
“The wilderness had a clarity that included me. That included all of us.” – Cheryl Strayed There is a call within my grief to go into the wild. A deep desire to feel connected to the Creator; grounded in His expansive, oxygen rich masterpieces. In a past life, I would uproot and run to it. […]
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