Landslide

  It’s a snowy March day in Wyoming and I’ve been thinking a lot about my Dad today. It’s true what people say, that the grief comes in waves. There are good days and bad days. Days when I don’t want to think or talk about it at all, and days where I can’t quite focus fully on anything else because he is on my mind. Some days it feels good to cry, and other days…

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Hold On Daddy

One month. One month ago I was sitting at home on my yoga mat preparing a music playlist for my class and my brother called. “You need to come home Roz.” His voice cracked, “It’s time.” It’s a blur after that. A call to Michael, searching for a flight, packing, waiting, worrying, crying into Penny’s fur, laying down for an hour that felt useless, a four hour drive to Denver in the middle of the…

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Happy Birthday Nicoley-Bowley!

It’s Saturday night at my parent’s house and we’re having a pulled pork Packers party, cheering for our beloved team in the playoffs. I plop down right next to my sister on the couch. “Owwww!” she cries grabbing her arm and glaring at me, “That hurt, your jeans scratched me!” She swats me. It’s my turn, “Ow!” How old are we? Some things never change. We turn our attention to football and stay happily squished together…

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Heart Full ~ Grateful

For HOME! There is nothing like stepping off a plane and taking a big gulp of fresh B.C air. I was greeted with some gorgeous sunny days and  took advantage of them, going on some epic hikes in West Van and Squamish. For fall weather, fireplaces, cozy sweaters, good books and CHAI LATTES! For FAMILY and SKYPE! So we can be together while my brother is overseas. For the safe return of some very special…

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Dear Grandma

I remember sitting beside you in church as a little girl, holding your hand as you moved through your rosary beads with your other one. We would squeeze our hands three times, a secret and silent code for ‘I love you’ and you’d wink at me and I’d pass it on to Mom. You would let me put your fancy rings on my little fingers. Together, we’d get our hands messy baking Hello Dollies and…

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