And, now...

Okay so it's been longer than "see you soon", longer than I had ever planned. I have missed this familiar, little space. I have missed writing. I have missed your writing and stealing glimpses into the lives you share. The life I've lived these past 4 weeks has had my full and complete attention. There has been enough moving stress that only chocolate and wine could soothe, followed by a wondrous journey to the Tetons as a chaperone with my son's school class. Riddled with silent moments, stunning visions, and embraceable lessons, this trip was the essence of unveiling-- things about nature, about the bustling world beyond what my urban eyes are accustomed to seeing, things about my son, about myself, about the mother I am and the mother I still strive to be. And of course, in time, I will share these thoughts with you, as I so love to do.

And so now, we are in our new home and it is finally beginning to feel like mine (as much as a rental can). There is more space to breathe, more room to roam, and even a 14 x 8 space to call my own, a workshop of sorts :). I will show you when the painting is done...

We have a seasonal creek in our backyard, one that just began to flow.
Ducks, Robins, a flurry of Goldfinches, and Northern Flickers are regular visitors to this backyard, massaging my future aspirations as a gray-haired birdwatcher. If only I was quick enough with my camera...

And now I want to say thank you. Thank you to the thoughtful souls that stopped by to say "hi", to ask so politely how I am doing, to let me know that they are still thinking of me and look forward to the next post. I am so warmed by your caring. Please know how much your words have brightened my days.

Much love to you, truly....

xoxo

This place

This place...this place that we have called home for over a year....This place...this place that gave us our first taste of life in Colorado, a place where I so willingly and eagerly planted roots. This place that gave us a wonderful neighborhood full of children and kind people, a place from where we could walk or bike to the store, to trails, to dinner, or to the farmer's market downtown. This place that allowed us to watch our children play safely outside on a quiet street, to have neighbors regularly say "Hey, your kids are welcome to eat with us tonight..."

This tiny little place was never to be our forever home, but it was a place that I thought would hold us just a little longer...But now it's time to say good-bye...

I am mourning deeply my friends, for not just a home and a village, but also for a year that changed our lives completely. We are moving only a few minutes away but the loss feels so much greater. It will be a year that I will never ever forget.

So the moving insanity has found me again...
I hope to show you pics of the new place soon.


Thank you faithful readers for always coming back, knowing you are still here keeps me going and makes me smile..

see you soon

xoxo

searching for the groove

Is anyone else having a hard time getting back to normal? I'm feeling a bit disjointed today and my groove is no where to be seen. Boy is home sick, my to-do list is long, and grows longer the more I put my mind to it. So, naturally, I just don't want to think. I want to hibernate by the fireplace, grab some needles to knit, read some more of my Murakami book, and hope the sky will let it snow. Is it avoidance, or just a need to rest and recover from a heavy week of food and family?

Both I am sure.

Regardless, I'll be happy with any size of accomplishment today, it's just that kind of day. Meanwhile, I leave you with a new favorite song by the Frightened Rabbit while I search for a groove to sink into:




ps.I hope friends in the States had a sweet and thoughtful Thanksgiving :). Being with family and friends in Florida was lovely, but home feels wonderful.

xoxo