Sunday, January 29, 2012

2012.

There is a lot of learning in this season. A lot of growing. 2012 is a busy, busy year. I think I've already learned more about human interactions, relationships, commitment, family, and myself this year than I ever would have expected. This is good, and this is hard. Life is full and good right now, and I'm so excited (and sometimes overwhelmed) to see where this year and the next five years and the next ten years take us. I believe that we will look back on these years with fondness and remember how exciting it was to be a part of these things. I believe that we will look back and see how much we learned and grew - individually, as a couple, and with our community. Love it.


 I also love delicious breakfasts on lazy mornings with my husband. We need these times to rest from our crazy weeks. I'm thankful that we still have the time and space to relax and be lazy.




Sunday, January 15, 2012

Denver.

This weekend I realized (again) how connected my heart is to Denver. Or more, to the people in Denver. Of Denver. An escape to the mountains with people I respect and enjoy, dreaming big (huge) dreams of the future, the most incredible view of the mountains and a warm fire... How can we not return? Whenever we leave, wherever we go... I want to come back here. I want to invest myself so fully in our community right now that even if we leave for two years, there will be a place for us here, again.

This weekend made me long to put down roots, right now. More roots. Like buying a house. I'm not really ready for that, but I could see a time in the not-so-distant future where that would be a definite possibility.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Children.

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/01/08/opinion/sunday/kristof-a-poverty-solution-that-starts-with-a-hug.html?_r=2

This article is very intriguing to me... I've seen it to be true in my workplace, and I (we) do everything I (we) can do work against the affects of abuse, neglect, and detrimental substances and experiences. I know the solution to poverty is not that easy, but it also reminds me how important love, protection, and nurture are to children.