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Valentine’s Day with Myself

Pictured: Our last Valentine’s Day together, 2016. We were in Playa del Carmen celebrating my sister’s wedding. The kids were taking a nap when this photo was snapped. Not long after this I was walking around, trying to rock the baby to sleep. Read: not a very romantic V-Day.  Disclaimer: I apologize in advance to…

The Selfishness of My Grief

There is so much about grief that can often feel beyond your control, especially when it is a fresh wound in those early days and weeks and months. After my husband passed away, I lost almost 20 pounds within a few weeks. I call this the Grief Diet. You have no desire to eat and…

PD Day

The end of January is when we have our professional development day for the teachers in my district. Today marked #14 for me. I had to help with the agenda and be one of the facilitators, so it wasn’t one of those days when I could slide into a seat somewhere in the back of…

Reserving Judgment

***This all started as I thought to myself one day: we’re all on different journeys, at different rates, with different abilities and resources. I have to stop being so judgmental. I then decided to write this super long essay that somehow connected these thoughts to plants. *** I’ve grown plants from seeds before. You fill…

Taming of the Longing

A few days ago, I was in Alamo Square Park in San Francisco with my three children. It’s a beautiful park perched atop a hill with views of the bay and the city, famously next to the historic Painted Ladies, which are the colorful Victorian houses that San Francisco is known for. The park has…

This Time Last Year

…we were in Japan! Timehop reminded me. I tucked the kids into our hotel bed in Tokyo on the 15th floor after a long flight. I read the safety manual left on the desk, lingering over the information about earthquakes. I noted where the emergency flashlight was located (always mounted on the wall by the…

Holidays after Death

I have come to the conclusion that I’ve been preparing my entire life for all of my tomorrows. Some of it has been purposeful, like going to college. But most of it has been a natural consequence of living. It’s an interesting thing to think about. Maybe something doesn’t feel significant in the moment, but…