It's been raining in Seattle the way people assume it does all the time. It's a little gloomy, but it's also pretty cozy. Life is about to get crazy again with a lot of travel on the horizon. In the meantime, we've been nesting. And when we haven't been nesting (or exploring ClassPass), Raz and I stood by my mom's side as she stepped into a whole new life. 

About a month ago now, the force otherwise known as Carlovilla hot hitched. She is extraordinarily happy, and we are happy for her. We really like the new arm of our family that has reached out and let us hold on to it. 

Has it been easy? No. Do I have mixed emotions? Yes. I had a very validating conversation with one of my friends this past weekend who said, "It's weird, isn't it? When your parents get remarried?" "Weird" is probably the most rudimentary and best way to describe it. Weird. 

Other words that come to mind? Whirlwind. Exciting. Pride. Sorrow. Anxiety. Xanax. Wine.

We have come so far in the past few years. I learned a long time ago how powerful love is, in all its forms. How vital, raw and rich it is. The struggle is worth it, and so is the bittersweetness, especially to see my mom in her purest and finest form. 

I can't say I'm going to be spending much time here over the next few months. I can say I'll be here as inspiration hits. In the meantime, I hope your soul is rich and your loves are endless.