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An Ode to Sisters

An Ode to Sisters

When times are rough, there is nothing more precious than family. I’m incredibly blessed to have such a devoted one. When I turned 4 years old, my very best friend was born. We’ve been through a lot, Ashi and I: bike/horse racing in cul de sacs, adventures in eating the strange & exotic in Japan, endlessly long … Continue reading

Welcome Autumn, welcome rest, welcome change.

Welcome Autumn, welcome rest, welcome change.

Happy First Day of Autumn! Albert Camus once said: “Autumn is a second spring, when every leaf is a flower” It is so true! As the foliage begins to bloom into radiant colors do you ever wonder why the brilliant oranges, yellows, and reds? We all remember learning about the properties of photosynthesis in elementary school. … Continue reading

Come Sail Away! Accessible sailing in Baltimore

Come Sail Away! Accessible sailing in Baltimore

Yesterday I participated in an incredible event! The Downtown Sailing Club of Baltimore hosted their annual: A fundraiser to support their community outreach and accessible sailing programs. These programs use sailing as a platform to provide independence, education, and experiential learning to all participants. It was such a wonderful and inspiring day. One participant mentioned: “I … Continue reading

Building. Growing. Exploring. #Baltimore

Building. Growing. Exploring. #Baltimore

Last week I moved into my new space in Baltimore. Slowly I’ve been allowing it to grow into a place, my home. This takes time, like a particularly viscous liquid I’m slowly spreading into the nooks and finding how I fit here.  My artifacts seem to belong here as though this place has been waiting for … Continue reading

Home, ホーム, Heim, Casa, Huis

Home, ホーム, Heim, Casa, Huis

Military brats, transient souls, wanders, and vagabonds know that the idea of home is an intangible place. There isn’t a physical structure that contains a height chart for you and your siblings, a single driveway where you first fell off a bike without training wheels, one kitchen where you “cooked” breakfast in bed for your parents on their … Continue reading