I turned 37 yesterday. I felt 37 yesterday. But in the best way. I felt comfortable in my own skin; in the work I'm doing, in the direction I'm heading, in my weight and appearance, with my brow game, and mostly in being in the presence of my sweet family. I feel older too. Over the … Continue reading Mothers / Birthdays
These are my parents. I love them. Adore them. And what a family resemblance, right? I know I'm extremely fortunate to find deep family connections where there are no actual bloodlines. I've mentioned before that I've never felt any level of disconnect between my parents and I. There is, however, a genetic gap. A part … Continue reading The Genetic Gap.
(Left, me 1984 | Right, Rubina 2015) These photos thrill me. I love seeing Rubina in the same sweater I wore as a little girl. I delight in any opportunity to share with my precious Ruby. Especially pieces of my childhood. You may think I'm a terrible mother, but I found so much joy in … Continue reading Threads of Tradition | Throwback to a Sweet, Little Sweater and Traditions that Bind