Rolling with the Punches…..

…..literally. Well, I guess it wasn’t a punch so much that started off the past several days of downward spiral but a ball thrown at the hand of my sweet child. You see, I was laying on the floor stretching out my back when the missile hit me. My two year old launched a ball … Read more

The Becoming of a City Dweller

I grew up in a small rural town in Oregon. There was very little diversity, things can be very black and white, the city is usually taught to be a terrible place where you don’t want to go (at least for long), and you’re conditioned to think a certain way. Then I went off to … Read more