My Fight Song

I am having one of those days.

You  know, the kind where you feel like you are fighting.

Fighting for more. Fighting for purpose. Fighting for life.  Continue reading

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The beauty in burnt branches

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So, I took my girls hiking yesterday. It was glorious… not just the view, but the fact that my two girls (10 and 13)  passed four adults who had to stop and take a break because this was a killer incline.  Girls,  you know your mama will love you no matter what, but can I just tell you how proud I am of you that you knocked the snot out of this trail. (wiping the imaginary tear)… so proud. Continue reading

The gift of Grace

was scrambling this week. There was just too much kids and too little me.

Mom,  I pleaded on the phone,  I’m not going to make it to pick up Alex from dance. Can you grab her? I’m stuck in Pasadena picking up Brooke. 

She saved the day, grabbing my youngest and bringing her home. We had arrived home at about the same time.  I gave my youngest a quick squeeze and then turned to give my mama a “you totally saved me today” gi-normous hug.

“Oh honey, I love your hair, ” my mom gushed. Continue reading

The streets of Kolkata

 

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Last night after dinner a few of us took off to walk the streets of Kolkata.

We usually get taxis but tonight we decided to walk a little in search of  sweets. We have been warned to stay clear of any street food (and after watching how they prep I am fully in support of this), but Kolkata is known for their desserts and we figured these should be okay, right?

I know, dumb, but we did it anyways. Continue reading

Just to clear a few things up about girls

As I run around the house in my workout clothes this morning, I thought it necessary to clarify a few things.

When you see a girl in workout clothes, it doesn’t mean that she actually has worked out, even if she looks like she just completed a crazy hard cycling class.

Wrong. Dead wrong.

It’s quite possible she hasn’t been anywhere near a gym today and has no intentions of working out at any point throughout the day.  Continue reading

Mel’s marking

I should be sleeping. I’m wiped. I know I should be. I am going to regret it tomorrow, but have you ever met someone who you couldn’t stop thinking about.

This is the story of my friend Mel. Well, he is not really my friend.

But, I wish he was.

You see, Mel and I have never met. Nevertheless, he has left a deep impression on my life.

Let me back up.  Continue reading