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It's Been A While

I return to this blog from time to time. I started it in 2007 as I was embarking on my first solo international trip to Ireland. I kept it going and then abandoned then picked it up again, then abandoned.  Shared musings, thoughts, ideas, and ruminations. And lately I have been aching for an outlet again. I work in graphic design which is a creative outlet of sorts.  I journal, sketch, collage, dabble in interior design, cook, etc. as a way to express myself. And I feel like I have abandoned writing as of late. I miss being curious on paper (or I guess on screen haha). I know no one will read this and honestly there is some peace in knowing that.  In a perfectly curated world, full of branding and PR specialists I want something raw...unpolished, unrefined, and human. Perhaps this is a response to AI or the way that social media has shifted culture over the past couple of decades. But I yearn for a more "analogue" life. Hand drawn, misspelled, and beautifully flawed. So I...

Mwen Sonje Ou Anpil Encore

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It's safe to say that I have allowed too much time to pass since my last blog post and for that I apologize. I have spent the last 2 weeks in Haiti, flew to LA and less than 24 hours later flew to Kansas. Needless to say I don't care to see another airplane for quite some time! As per usual, I have downloaded my Haiti photos and am attaching some of my favorites here. Amonese taking a break from cooking in the Haitian kitchen. After praying for Tahl, I asked her if I could take her picture, she nodded and then lowered her face and placed her hand on her chest. Such a tender moment. Gibson standing outside of his house when we came to bring his family beans and rice. Momma holding baby while watching a basketball game. (I have a couple other views of this picture and had troubles deciding which to post here, so you may be seeing those later). This baby is the snuggliest, most mild tempered baby I have ever had the pleasure of holding. Plus she was mean ...

Merry Christmas!

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Surrogate Family

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Like many people across America, I was not able to reunite with my family for Thanksgiving dinner. Which was made even tougher this year than previous because my family was also celebrating my grandparents 60th wedding anniversary (nothing to bat an eye at). I am wildly proud of my grandparents for their unwavering dedication to one another and the example that they have provided throughout the years. I  truly wish I could have been there to celebrate with them. (And let's not forget all the unique family food traditions that we are all accustomed to.) Fortunately, even though I was not with my family I had a place to go. My bestie from the westie always opens her home and graciously shares her family with me, which I could not be more grateful for. They welcomed me with open arms and shared stories, food and their company. I could not ask for more. Since my phone is maxed out for some reason, it has been acting weird and won't let me take pictures. So I have been more inte...

Holiday Spirit

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(Due to Thanksgiving, I don't have any official Chi Alpha events this week. No services, no large group meetings, no small groups, etc. So I am taking some of this time to catch up on quite a few things. One of which is updating my blog and giving it new life and sharing with you what I have been up to.) At the start of fall quarter, I started my new role in the ministry I am part of here in SoCal. Due to my new role, I moved closer to campus. Its bittersweet. My apartment in Koreatown had unique architectural nuances, high ceilings, natural lighting, wood floors, that curved wall, diffused lighting and a pool in the center of a courtyard. It was charming. But so so far from everyone and I was constantly stuck in traffic going back and forth, not to mention the cost of gas. Towards the end of the summer, my amazing roommate told me that she also had to move out for one reason or another.  By the end of September I was moving into my new apartment, just a block away from cam...

28

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I used to view birthdays as a celebration of a new life and celebrating your sheer existence. A day to be glad that you were born. It wasn't until this year that I started viewing birthdays as a celebration that you have made it this far. It really puts a different emphasis on your age. Before I would be glad I was born and then seeing my new number, my new age would just be a reminder that I have used up that much time since the day I was born, and reminded me that I still haven't accomplished anything and time is ticking away. Though when I think of making it in life this far, for 28 years, it makes me view my age as a badge of honor. I have made it 28 years on this Earth and counting, hear me roar! Today, I  celebrate my being born but I am also proud of my age. The cake my momma made me from scratch. Mmmmm! Birthday outfit! The hat I bought in Cap Haiten. xoxo, r

Mwen Sonje Ou Anpil (I Miss You A Lot, in Haitian Creole)

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I really do miss you. I have had so much to tell you about but then I let too much time go and then I have been backed up on things to share and don't know where to start. Things like my turtles and their cute pictures, going to the MadMen event at the Kodak theater, going to Las Vegas twice , finding a junk table on the side of the road and refinishing it for my kitchen, being in my sister's wedding and seeing her off to the Marines (oorah!), getting a much unexpected promotion that is daunting and exciting and completely over my head, dressing up for our final banquet, going to Haiti and traveling to new exciting places I've never been to, among so many other things. So I guess I should just start somewhere and that somewhere is my travels to Haiti and my most favorite pictures I took during that time (minus ones I did for a photoshoot because that would spoil the work I plan to do with them). Then after Haiti photographs I can organically share whatever comes to mind fro...