Year: 2025

  • We bought our second home

    We bought our second home

    Dylan said he married a sad wife. With the number of times he’d seen me sob in the last 12 months, what he said is pretty true. Nobody in this country has known me long enough to have seen how I can carry sadness in my heart for seven long years before it fizzles off.…

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  • Five cities, fifteen days

    Five cities, fifteen days

    What really kicked off this holiday was Dylan’s FOMO at all our other friends with holiday plans over Easter. Mentally I wasn’t ready. I didn’t want to set aside copious time booking flights, hotels, and essentially planning an entire trip (which I was certain I will be responsible for once I commit to the idea…

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  • My home and my misery

    My home and my misery

    “When was the last time I was here? The house feels more lived-in now,” one of our friends said, as she walked through the laundry and into our kitchen/living/dining. I can’t remember when she last visited either, but I was just soaking in the compliment. “Dylan hates buying all the unnecessary things, but I like…

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