Previously published in the Hughson Chronicle-Denair Dispatch. Ah, vacation. Time to put aside our tasks, rest, relax, sight-see and love life. Like searching for that light shining in the darkness while I navigate the ocean, giving us direction, I was ready. And I was no fool, I went in
Part 1 We came. We saw. We conquered. We traveled. Thank God I arrived the day before yesterday, the first of the month, at this port of San Diego, truly a fine one, and not without reason called famous. — Junipero Serra Seven or so hours from
A lot of work happens at home. When children watch their parents work at projects, it inspires them. They see there are ways they can accomplish what they want and, when given the materials, they create a plan. To make it happen. It
Previously published in the Hughson Chronicle-Denair Dispatch For the third year in a row, we took the kids blueberry picking at Vanderhelm Farms. The drive takes us down a road of nostalgia paved while living in the midst of rolling hills of walnut trees. The path down Geer or Albers
Three months and one week since we last walked through the sliding glass doors of sterilized air and woodless surroundings at UCSF. Three months. That seems to be all it takes. In a moment, one day, earlier this week, I felt space in my lungs, I felt relaxed, I felt
This week was all about stepping back. Activity, endless work (because it’s hard to step away when you love it) and the numbers dragged me down. Step back and choose to stop work. Step back and sit in the backyard. There are sweet peas growing, a flower that seemed
You know, there is no such thing as a full-time stay-at-home mom. It just sounds like a tidier answer to those who work outside the home full-time. For the woman or man who makes that choice to leave full-time employment, the answer changes, the act now is one of a
