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Being an introvert is like being a tortilla. We look simple and straight forward, but really we are deep and complex. Plus, we somehow end up holding everything together in this great big burrito world. Don’t worry, I really am going somewhere here.

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I had this thought. What if everything we are trying so hard to reach isn’t as important as what we can touch right here, right now? Perhaps our goals become distractions keeping us from the real gem staring in front of us, begging for a cherry lime popsicle promising not to get sticky-again.

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You won’t believe where I am right now. It’s like Heaven itself came down and graced me with a view. A serene lake smoothed out with scarcely a ripple, mountain sides around decorated with pines, redwoods, and the like. Cloudy skies whispering rain drops. And I’m here sitting on an entire hill made of sand.Continue reading

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Sometimes I feel like Olaf from the cartoon “Frozen”. I love warm hugs and summer! To me, summer is lounging around in tank tops, sun bathing and oversized hats. My kids are the same way, except they prefer summer with popsicles in hand the sprinklers on in the backyard. To them, that’s summer. I can’tContinue reading

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Everyone needs a Mimi. Someone who isn’t exactly related by blood, but becomes family by default. Someone who will play on the floor building race tracks and wooden towers to be knocked over by the large and in charge toddler. She doesn’t mind making messes in the kitchen and could spend an entire afternoon followingContinue reading

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Spring has sprung and Easter is nearly here. I’ve officially allowed my boys to wear shorts all week and they couldn’t be happier. The back yard has been cleaned up and freshly mowed. We even had our first BBQ of the season this week. I’m suddenly very aware of my pasty skin and trying toContinue reading

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