I debated for some time about whether I should share this here. A speech is not the sort of writing thing I usually do and nothing I’ve blogged about in the past. But I did have to write what I said to the audience as the faculty speaker for graduation last week. And I worked… READ MORE >>

“It’s not being brave if you aren’t scared.” “Yes, but I don’t do anything. I don’t fight at all.” “There are many ways to fight. Maybe you just haven’t been ready. But you’ll be ready next time.” “I don’t want a next time.” “My dear Bayani,” said Ruby. there is always a next time.” I… READ MORE >>

Jennifer Rhee

Jennifer Rhee begged her parents for years to let her play the flute. She’d seen someone play at a wedding when she was seven and knew the melodic instrument was for her. Only when she turned nine could her fingers reach the keys so she could begin to study. But ever since that beginning, she’s… READ MORE >>

Today, I adopted the calico’s strict sleeping regimen: Sleep until 8:00 am, wake for a few hours, and then sleep more until the kid gets home from school at 3:00 pm. I’ll probably go to bed at my usual early time. I don’t think I’d want to do this all the time, but it’s all… READ MORE >>

Our Family Caricature

The bee sting happened because Splash Mountain closed for renovations of all things. I had grand plans to recreate a family photo with screaming faces from ten years ago but was foiled by Disney’s constant improvement plans. Because of this, Quinton and I waited rather impatiently at the Downtown Disney kiosk for Taylor, the artist… READ MORE >>

Mother's Tree Plaque

I will try not to gush in this post. But I’m not sure I’ll manage it. Last week, I posted about the Tacoma Mother’s Tree–a tree from the era of the middle grade novel I’m writing that I found online in my searches about Wright Park. I posted that I could not find it after… READ MORE >>

Painting Classes at Uncorked

This week I found two gems: history about a tree for mothers and an aritstic escape for the weary. The Tacoma Mother’s Tree The first is a historical marker. Apparently, in 1929 the Girls Corner Club  planted a white birch in honor of mothers. The plaque and tree are still near the pond or so… READ MORE >>

Rock climber

This week I listened to Kristen Bell talk about her beliefs and how she has grown and changed in a podcast I’m still enjoying. Even as I admired her wisdom, I couldn’t help but think about how I missed my chance to meet her over an overflowing toilet. It all started when my mother and… READ MORE >>

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