Playing for an Audience
No one does it better than baby bear at least in our nest.She is our sweet muse as we gawk in amazement and laugh to no ends with her silly antics. She charms her brothers into almost anything and she … Continue reading
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Turning Leaves
Narratives are how we make sense of the world and cope with the experiences we encounter…I feel I have heard some doozies lately. I get it we don’t always see the world the same way as we may recall moments … Continue reading
“Blue skies smilin’ at me
Nothing but blue skies, do I see Blue days all of them gone Nothin’ but blue skies from now on” I have been singing this to baby girl lately. It adds an element of playfulness and starts our day with … Continue reading
Not Yet
It’s just another manic Monday, and again I awake from the same nightmare where instead of being inspired or convinced of a revelatory prophecy of some grandeur course of action, I continue to hear the tawdry banter and despicable show.It’s … Continue reading
Fare Thee Well
“Your hips inspire me,” I hear a voice from behind. I smiled and took the compliment graciously, but couldn’t take it to heart wholeheartedly after all it’s about perspective and from what I have seen and grown to know so … Continue reading
A Little Broken
This abrupt shift has rustled me more so than the others—so consuming and momentous this displacement intertwined with a sense of duty has left me groggy. This lofty pursuit to find the nest that will end all moves has left … Continue reading
In the Heart of the Country
Plucky and spirited nearly all the time, baby bear has kept me from going off the deep end. “What’s this?” she asks frequently as her tiny digit points to whatever she is inquiring about. Her nonchalance to our situation and … Continue reading
Fish and Toes
Oops we did it again. Another move with more to purge and some things to store until we settle our feet in this new part of the country. The air so dense of moisture it suffocates us. We trudge through … Continue reading
People come and people go.
We are always coming and going. Usually swiftly, humdrum-like with a few whispering goodbyes to neighbors, coworkers and friends made along the way.But on a couple of occasions we tendered our adios purposefully loud. (Read: A few needed to be … Continue reading
Tutus, tiaras and tinted toe nails
“Are you a smart cookie?” I hear middle bear ask baby bear. I turned to witness her nodding head implying “Why yes, I am!” She certainly is a sharp one and knows how to beat the heat. While most of … Continue reading
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