the story

because perhaps i have been here so long, the story can’t be told without the pictures. and because i have been here for so long, there are so, so many pictures. some so old, you may have seen them before. but regardless, they tell the story of lives.  firsts.   and of blessing granted. pictures…

Worlds apart

Originally posted on ChezWhat?:
it is good to hear the tale of someone who has met success by being inspired and following through.  -David Adamshick The fluorescent lights always buzzed. Sometimes, after being there for a long time, I wore them like a heavy coat I couldn’t wait to take off at home. The plastic…

Ideas I love: Kintsugi

Several years back there was a violent death of five individuals that touched our family.  All the deaths were born out of generational trauma and the ultimate price was paid by a brilliant and beautiful young man and four members of a marginalized group of people doing nothing more than going to the doctor in another…

Graduating.

Traveler, there is no road.

Make the road by going.

By going, you make the way

Stories from Russia: Easter

The place:  One of 20 some ethnic republics inside of Russia, this one with a history going back to the Khans and Turks.  Chuvashia.  Where even Russian isn’t the first language.  A gentle, quiet people with deep hearts.  I am visiting their schools, traveling with a staunch senior lady who is first in my eyes…

Going back…

I can’t recall how long ago it was, I realized that I really, really really needed to practice being thankful more in order to… I don’t know, fill in the blank, not be angry (long story), be nicer, be more patient, forgive myself, take time to play with the kids… etc. The usual suspects. And…

These go to 11

The day I walked down the aisle to get married, the only thing I really knew was that I was cannonballing into an experience that was just unknowable.  Sally Forth, I was done with just being me. The things I knew about my husband were basic, he is easy going, he is intelligent, he has…

Art.

Today my oldest went to camp for the first time.  Coming home was hard for her, but after the evening rolled on with the predictability of meal, conversation, bath, pajamas etc.  all resumed the rhythm. But then, right after the bath part and before the doughnut hole for dessert, a big, slobbery, tail-whomping, tongue-hanging-from-side-of-mouth DOG…

Walking with a 2-year old

She whose name means “wild, natural and beautiful” in this red poncho picture soaked her clothes with a sneaker wave at Pacific City, and like a true champion, rode home in her underpants without a complaint. My youngest daughter is 2 and a half.  I get several quality hours with just her a couple times…

Turning older: The funny walk stress relief technique

Lately I have been thinking, mentally preparing to turn 40.  It’s not a very big deal, but for the first time I feel compelled to acts of physical prowess just because.  Which means I am sure to hurt myself very soon. In the course of a lifetime, people mostly learn how to deal with things…

Little Bee

Dear Little Bee You have had many nicknames, little bird, bumblebee, bug.  You have grown so much.  You know all about entertaining me and your sister and your dad, and you know all about driving us berserk too sometimes. Teatime.  It can be hard to get you to play solo sometimes, but you are ALWAYS…

Pre-birthday: For baby A

My firstborn, A, has been praying since last summer like this: “Dear Jesus thankyou for mama, pappa and my birthday coming to march with birthday hats, birthday cake, ‘fari Sams and balloons …” at which point we often direct her prayer: “Honey, say thankyou for the food,” “Amen,” And that is at the dinner table. …