WE ARE ALL UNDER CONSTRUCTION

I’m not sure where I heard it. But it smacked me in the face like a paddle off the side of an old fishing boat. It made such literal sense to me. It was humbling. In the most common, human way. We are all under construction. Maybe it’s because I’m older now and I have more mileage under my belt. Or because I’m a mother. Or maybe  it’s because I live more intently. Maybe because being vulnerable in my forties is an actual beautiful and baffling thing. I know, it might sound weird. But maybe it makes complete sense to you too. 

WHEN YOU LIVE FAR FROM HOME

It’s not really a story. It’s my life. A tale of a girl who left home. Began a life of her own in a new town far far away from her beloved California. It wasn’t a new crazy choice considering I had already lived across the Atlantic Ocean in my twenties. But it was new, and unfamiliar and wildly exciting. And little did I know, it was where my life would land and where I would build a dream.

WHY YOU SHOULDN’T GET MARRIED FOR ROMANCE

It’s almost Christmas and it’s nutsville. Every one is scrambling. Life is chaotic. And in about 3 weeks, we’ll all be cozy in our jammies eating cookies for breakfast. But in the midst of the crazy, I had a thought. After a conversation with a young one about marriage, I thought I’d set the record straight. For her. For me. For everyone. Because it’s Christmas. And I like to be honest. I’m crazy about my husband. I’m just putting it out there. There are moments I think he is an absolute shit head yes. But overall, I’m crazy about him. Like, crazy in love for that guy. 100 percent.