There is a Place Near the Beach – Repost

I am feeling particularly nostalgic today.  I can only hope that when my daughters are my age they have such amazing memories from their childhood.

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There is a place near the beach that is my new home, a small apartment in one of many buildings in the village. Each building has four apartments, and they are built on stilts so they don’t flood during monsoon season and heavy rains. I love floating around, swimming under and through the stilts in the afternoons when the rains come. The rough wooden exterior boards are dark mahogany brown much like chocolate, and they are rough like the shell of a brazil nut. My dad and I each have a bed, and they are as soft as a cloud. My favorite part of my bed is the hand-carved Trukese headboard. I like to imagine living in the stories of the warriors and queens honed into the ironwood burnished nearly black. It is not uncommon for me to find one or more geckos lounging on the walls, their bodies neon green in stark contrast to the white walls. They keep me company during the day. Continue reading

My Person

Today is Crindalyn’s birthday.  We are exactly six months apart in age.  She is an amazing mother, a genuine friend, a hard worker, and a beautiful soul – inside and out.

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How do you quantify a relationship that has spanned over a quarter of a century, through love, laughter, tears, heartbreak, job changes, marriage, divorce, kids, relocations, trauma, adventure, road trips, dreams, and reality?  You just can’t.  At least I can’t. Continue reading

There is a Place Near the Beach

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There is a place near the beach that is my new home, a small apartment in one of many buildings in the village. Each building has four apartments, and they are built on stilts so they don’t flood during monsoon season and heavy rains. I love floating around, swimming under and through the stilts in the afternoons when the rains come. The rough wooden exterior boards are dark mahogany brown much like chocolate, and they are rough like the shell of a brazil nut. My dad and I each have a bed, and they are as soft as a cloud. My favorite part of my bed is the hand-carved Trukese headboard. I like to imagine living in the stories of the warriors and queens honed into the ironwood burnished nearly black. It is not uncommon for me to find one or more geckos lounging on the walls, their bodies neon green in stark contrast to the white walls. They keep me company during the day. Continue reading

Open Mind

If I were not open minded, I would not have participated in a Live Action Role Playing Game this weekend, and I would never have learned how much fun it is!

I will write more detail about it later, but for now these few pictures will do.

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