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More on Braving Joy
Nothing, other than grief, has taken me further from and also brought me closer to myself and the depth of human love than motherhood. I think that’s what they mean when they say, “Yeah, but it’s worth it!”. I am someone who relates to the world in a deep, larger-than-life way. My process is to feel and surround an experience…
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Not Another Love Story
We tell our love storylike words on the back of a wine bottleHow it all startedHow the rest was history.We smile and laugh at the same parts, we remember the serendipity and irony of it all. At some point the “story” ended and we actually began:Marriage, a baby, a second baby, a move, a death, another babyHow do you capture such complexity…
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Gentle Reminder
As I lay in the crook of his arm with my head on his chest – the place I have always fit so perfectly –I hear the beating of his heart for the first time in days. The steady rhythm jolts me into how alive we are and how fleeting we are. Underneath all of the rushing and worrying and organizing and…
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Girl Dad
He confesses that he likes the pink door down the street. He wears crowns when asked and a suit and tie for the “big party”. He teaches all about Sally Ride.He’s a feminist in the purest version of the word, always has been. He takes time for a puzzle and explanations of the golden rule.He gives his girls a rocket boost on their…
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Kauai Ry
Two buttons undone on his Hawaiian polo, he saunters with red dirt beneath his feet. He takes control of the Jeep, brings “summer to winter”. His favorite place to be: lost at sea with nothing but his snorkel and fins. He smells like salt and Sun Bum. Hands in the air; when not holding a Mai Tai. Goes commando, friendly…
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Golden Hour
8:25 pm. “Golden hour” for those of us in the parenthood. After 45 minutes of Maisley’s In-N-Out style bedtime routine, and a tiny turd of evidence that confirmed Coura’s constipation, both kids finally gave in to their weighted eyelids. Ryan is kicked back in his corner of the couch wearing a new robe from Christmas while laughing at a meme…
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Life with Two Kids
Now seven weeks into life with two kids, I often get asked how things are going. “It’s hard,” I reply honestly. “Two kids is no joke!” We are in it. Having two kids is the hardest honor I’ve been blessed with. Somehow two feels like triple the work and I feel like I should need less help than I do.…
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Just as we are now
:: MaisleyNienhuis@gmail.com :: She won’t need it for a while, considering she’s only five months old, but I wanted her to have an email address just in case {and a clean one without any numbers or silly characters}. Although, around the year 2030, will email even be a thing? Or will she just simply write her note into thin air and it…
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