My Birthday

I had a birthday recently, and like every year, it was a time to go slow and enjoy the precious moments of the day. Birthdays always feel like reflection time. With more birthdays under my belt, I've started to get a little nervous on the cusp of, maybe because it’s strange to age, and having... Continue Reading →

One Year, Mañana

One year ago, mañana, my little family and I got on a plane to travel to an island rocked by earthquakes and recovering from a hurricane. We went in the spirit of adventure, ready to be challenged, grow and learn. Of course, the Universe outdid us in its spirit of "adventure", but looking back on... Continue Reading →

Six Months Sober

My life is better sober. Better does not mean easier. It is raw, it's messy, it's lovely and beautiful and really hard. Life is hard. Hard does not mean bad. One more time: hard does not = bad. There is nothing bad about it, unless the alternative is easing your way out of reality at the bottom of a bottle, in which case the bottle seems far nicer, until you wake up tomorrow.

My Grammy, My Hero

This is a story about my knight in shining armor: my tiny, just over 5-foot, 100 pound grandma, better known to all who met her, as "Grammy". She may have been small in stature, but she made up for it in heart. Countless times throughout my life, she came to my rescue, saving me again... Continue Reading →

Back to Puerto Rico

When we came back to Texas, the first question from all our friends and family was, "Are you going to go back to Puerto Rico once all this is over?" Walking it back for a second - we had originally thought, in a perfect world of course, that if we loved Rincon (and we did),... Continue Reading →

Going Home

We've been back in Texas for over two months. It's been everything we needed it to be, coming from a place of such uncertainty in Puerto Rico. The hill country in particular is so soothing to my soul, and driving around here can cure my husband of anything. The wildflowers and the cactus are in... Continue Reading →

What’s to Love About Quarantine

Funny how society acts like we should be social and friendly and chatty. I'd guess that almost half of us do not come to the gift of the gab naturally, and have to use "supplements" to get there, but we do it to please society. We are afraid to come across as cold or unfriendly. We don't want to be seen as standoffish at the party. We don't want people to think we're rude. Well, that's all bullshit and I'm over pretending to be a good bullshitter just to please people. I'm an introvert who is made uncomfortable by crowds and big social groups, and does not enjoy chit-chat. The show is over, y'all.

Self-Quarantining in Central Texas

It's been a tough few weeks for everyone on the planet - and the beauty here, coupled with this lovely, beloved house, is helping our hearts heal. After feeling like we had to leave Puerto Rico so abruptly, there is no where else I'd rather be.

The Last Hours of the Decade

Where do you begin with all this looking back at an entire decade? I mean, thinking of time in these giant blocks is enough to give anyone an anxiety attack. So I won't. However, looking back at the last few days and hours gives me the best indicator of my life - today, yesterday, and... Continue Reading →

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