A dream come true.

We were living in La Jolla at the time. Jesse and I were bike riding fiends. Beach cruising is one of our all-time favorite things to do. Pedaling and pedaling…

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A basket of tangerines.

The sky is gray and the palms outside my window swing + sway, waiting for the rain. The house is still. Quiet. The rising steam from my tea the only…

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Ms. Moonbeam was right.

I was feeling sort of raw. Like my skin wasn’t working quite right, forgetting to protect my insides. Exposed. A naked heart that had had to accept just a little…

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What this is all about anyway.

Yesterday. I couldn’t even handle it. God’s grace + gifts bouncing around like a magical light all over my entire life. Ping-ponging from one aspect to the next. Bright, beaming…

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