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“I’ve got some words and I cannot let them die in me.” – Macklemore

"I am a writer, because I write." - Cheryl Strayed I've always written, in some form or another, since I was little. I remember the first time I let myself be overcome with expressing myself on paper, it was in the fourth grade at Edgemont Elementary School, and I was asked to do a report … Continue reading “I’ve got some words and I cannot let them die in me.” – Macklemore

The garden is overgrown now

My husband hurt his shoulder at work one year ago today. He heard a snap, felt the familiar pop, and assumed he'd pulled/strained it, again. Six weeks later he could not bear the pain any longer, could not sleep, and so we went to the doctor and began an L & I claim. It's been … Continue reading The garden is overgrown now

“Well I uh, I did skip the 4th grade.” – Ross

My daughter is one of the smartest people I know. Her brain has yet to fill up, if anything, it seems inexhaustible, immeasurable, endless — this ability to devour and retain information. She was reluctant to speak those first several months, it wasn't until after her first birthday that she decided using her vocal cords … Continue reading “Well I uh, I did skip the 4th grade.” – Ross

So me

I hope I never get tired of taking pictures, the color blue, and reading. I hope I always love tacos and margaritas and Mexican music and culture. The Spanish language and people. I hope I always remember to focus inwards and be aware, awareness is the root of everything. I hope my kids grow up … Continue reading So me

An ode to The Meadows

My parents bought 60 acres over a decade ago with dreams of our entire family building on it, complete with visuals of all the grandchildren riding around on bikes between the houses to borrow and return butter. The son married a Canadian and moved to Vancouver, B.C. and has no desire to build and/or return … Continue reading An ode to The Meadows

Big sister

Who's my big sister? She's the Bimmy to my Dodo. She's the Yaaallloow! to my Purrrpllle! She's the reason I wear black socks with my black pants and shoes now like a grown up, and the reason I change my kitchen sponges out frequently. She was the escape driver that snuck me out of the … Continue reading Big sister

To the grandma that said “If I can do it, you can do it.”

Cape Disappointment, Washington Awesome, epic if you will. My kind of vacay. With hubby on our twelfth wedding anniversary. Head to Portland, then Cannon Beach to play in the waves and walk in the sand  (I'll be returning there with the girls!), Seaside, Astoria, up and over the giant 4.1 mile long bridge that actually … Continue reading To the grandma that said “If I can do it, you can do it.”

Proud

If you look up the word "proud" in the dictionary, it says: a feeling or deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one's own achievements, the achievements of those with whom one is closely associated, or from qualities or possessions that are widely admired. You have qualities that are widely admired and, being so closely associated … Continue reading Proud

Struggle & Love

I have spent the last week feeling like one more teeny tiny microscopic thing is going to be what does me in. I have dealt with so much suffering — or if I want to look at it from an enlightened angle, growth — in the last few months... I mean, the Struggle is Real people. … Continue reading Struggle & Love