On this snowy February day, the trees stand naked. The stark branches expose an occasional squirrel’s nest. They also expose the apartment windows behind them, allowing me to peer with ease into living spaces that were private a few months ago.
When I was pregnant, I had a vision. I’d create a photo book each year, through age 10, that documented what I observed and loved about my son and daughter. (I see now that I was doing writing practice before I officially took up writing practice!)
Since seeing A Star Is Born a few weeks ago, (have you seen it yet?!?) I’ve been obsessed with Lady Gaga (the actress, the voice, the talent, the grace), the character, Ally (brave, real, vulnerable, trusting), the movie (SO much to love), and the movie’s message about using your voice and expressing your message (Share it. Sing it. Write it. Make art with it. Don’t be shy and keep it to yourself).
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We’re 2 days away from the June 21st summer solstice. The longest day of the year. A celebration of the return to light – within us and around us.
It’s hard to believe that I wore my winter coat not once, but 3 times last week. Kep, Maddie, and I barely left the apartment 2 weekends ago because the gray, wet weather had us napping our butts off (which felt great, actually).
Here’s my morning writing from Vegas this past Friday. I did a full and final pack-up of the house and watched the movers load the truck with the rest of our things that are headed to Portland next week. It looks like we’re closing soon on the house!
Here’s a few minutes of my free-flow writing from last week’s trip to Florida. Connor and I visited my dad and his wife, Gayle, who has Alzheimer's.
In the year since last seeing them, fatigue and hopelessness are my dad’s new companions as his best friend slips away into a childlike version of herself. Gayle’s daughter and granddaughter were also visiting.
Late Sunday afternoon, I sat on Maddie’s bed as she cleaned her room. We both felt tender. Kep and Connor had just left for the airport, heading back to Vegas. Connor had his Portland life packed up and was eager to step into his next soccer adventure.
There was parenting stuff (questionable study habits and the discovery of copious Netflix watching); technology stuff (reading more about the effects on our brain, focus, and attention… and OMG, what is happening to our kids and THEIR still developing brains!!??); marital stuff (long-distance living can create...