I woke up this morning in a Hilton hotel in Bakersfield, California. Hazel and I drove here last night for my cousin Peter’s memorial, which is today. Peter was my oldest cousin on my dad’s side and I never knew him as well as I wish I did. After my mom died, his family came… Read More Bakersfield (Day 343)
The summer after 6th grade I moved with my dad and brother to an apartment complex on the campus of UC Irvine. Lonely and awkward, I spent my days in the playground, sulking on the swings, trying to figure out if I was still a kid or a teenager. One day, this adorable girl my… Read More Celebrating Arwen Part I (Day 296)
The setting for most of my childhood summer memories is a lake in Rindge, New Hampshire where my grandparents had a house. My brother and I would travel there from California to spend our days in saggy bathing suits and bare feet, waterlogged and sunburned, mosquito bitten, bellies full of blueberries and fluffernutter sandwiches. All… Read More Swimming into my Past, Rindge, NH (Day 184)