There were two important things I was able to slip up to Utah for a couple weeks ago. One was to attend an open house at the Utah School for the Blind. The other was a celebration of my mother for her birthday. Bridges School Let’s start with the Utah School for the Blind. They…
Today is the day this self-proclaimed “octogenarian” becomes officially that: 80 years old. He is celebrating by playing in a tennis tournament in Las Vegas, because that’s the kind guy he is. And also, the “80s” category? He’s been chomping at the bit to get into that sucker. Some day he’ll win the National Gold…
While Dave was in China last week, Lu and I took the opportunity to take a weekend to go visit Elle and Carson in their new stomping grounds. They moved to Palo Alto in June and we have been dying to get there. And I’m here to say that place really is a magical land….
By the time I arrived at Bear Lake it was already buzzing with activity. And thick with beauty. This is one of my favorite “thin places,” surrounded by family, filled with memories, and cradled in such beauty. Grandkids dressed as princesses around every corner, sand filled with kids, cookies being made, sky being basked in….
Last summer I found a new favorite painting. I mentioned it before, but have never come back to write about it. Because life gets in the way. But I have been teary thinking about it this week leading up to Mother’s Day, as I have been contemplating the “elongated arms of motherhood.” Bear with me…
Fall break was two weeks long, so we smooshed a lot into that thing! One thing I haven’t mentioned yet that I loved was the Restore Conference. It was the best conference to facilitate belonging. This is a conference some friends attended and loved last year, and I felt drawn to it. So to be…
While in Utah for Fall break we made our way around I tell you! Thankfully for everyone else’s sake I just wasn’t left to just stare at fall leaves…although there was still lots of that. There are so many people and places I love in Utah! First, a word about mixing sorrow and gratitude Before…
Our first “MFMP” trip is in the books. A Mother/daughter art “treasure hunt” in Italy. What is that, you may ask? Well, I have talked about our “MFME” mother/daughter gatherings in the past. MFME stands for “Mothers and Future Mothers of Eyrealm.” My mother wrangles us all, sisters and sisters-in-laws, and we do something together….
Welp, I talked about the reunion, the baptism, the MFME, and also the Grandma-reminiscing, but I didn’t wrap up the tail-end of Utah yet. And we crammed in some good things in that tail-end. Lu and I got to drive with my brother Jo and a few of his kids through Logan Canyon back down…