This morning I am sipping a double espresso from Gatare, a washing station in the Kayanza district of Burundi that is producing amazing coffee. All this coffee sipping got me thinking about you. I starting thinking… What are YOU drinking? This as a sort of follow up to my What’s in Your Cup? thoughts. I know …
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Dear Family,
Hope is the belief in a positive outcome related to events and circumstances in one’s life.[1] It is the “feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best” or the act of “look[ing] forward to with desire and reasonable confidence” or “feel[ing] that something desired may happen”. [2] Other definitions …
Yogurt Making and Our Milkman
Let me mention that I am aware, someplace in my brain, that “hooray” as in “let’s jump for joy” is not spelled (or is it spelt) with two ‘r’s and one ‘o’. But in this afternoon’s heatwave, which was a doo-zee, I lost all my senses and spelt or spelled or spell-did-dit wrong. I’m …
It ain’t pretty…
I hate this construction project, and I just wanted you to know. I am trying to learn French, a new city, how to drive like an insane person, and where to buy things while parenting two non-stop-action-packed boys… and then I come home to the banging pounding mess that is our house. Scratch that, we …
What’s in your cup?
Whats in your cup? My parents blast through freshly ground coffee in their Bunn Automatic. 12 cups in just over a minute. While some snobbier coffee specialists may scoff at such heresy, I find myself every second year or so happily slurping down my second cup before registering that I’m fully awake and in the …
A Letter to Myself.
There are moments of regret… When the evils of my humanity eclipse my most precious task, motherhood. Sad, so sad. Why will I not just.embrace.it.all. Stop fighting, loosen up! They are transitioning too. Have you forgotten? Your uncertainty becomes their fear. Woman, they know you. They feel it all. Embrace them, be their safe place. …