The sound of raindrops on the skylight startled me. I'd forgotten the once familiar noise; thought maybe a cat burglar (or just a cat) had landed on our roof. It made me wonder what else that is now common place and overlooked I will one day jump at. I've forgotten the sound of Eli crying.... Continue Reading →



When I'm in California, and I hear the word home, I think of Washington. When I've visited Washington, and I hear the word home, I think of California. Apparently home isn't where the heart is, it's where the body isn't. Now, we're moving back home. Our family and friends are eager for our return from... Continue Reading →


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