Scenes from the Willamette

I was saved from the creepy people!

Bonding over pottery

There’s a great little shop within walking distance of the house, called Pottery Fun, that’s silly and simple and easy, and yes, fun.

Year-old Texts

I miss my Mom.

Seattle Sights & Sakuracon

I knew my girlie had just learned a life lesson.

Visiting the Treasure Valley

Tara’s Spring Break was last week, so I took the week off work, and we made plans for a road trip. Arno suggested going to Moab, Utah, since that is what he and the boys have done multiple times in the past. T and I were game. We went in separate vehicles, since I could […]

Dreaming of Mom

So, I guess my heart tries to work it out in the night, when my willpower is not as strong.

How Do I Let Go?

Arno and I are getting to know each other still. And we will continue to, of course, for years to come. He has seen that deeply personal messages sent originally to him will sometimes end up in a public forum. He said he’s realizing that <in his words> I am a writer, and a writer […]

I’m Not Graceful

My mother’s health failed rapidly, once we finally heard the diagnosis of cancer. And I have had multiple stages of not dealing with any of it gracefully. This is probably because it has come on so fast. Just when I make peace with a stage, we move on to another shocking phase. In a meeting […]

Triggers of trauma

“This is my family. I found it, all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Yeah, still good.”

Discipline IS good for kids

Talking is not enough.