Sometimes home calls your name so loudly, you cannot ignore it. But home is different for different people. For some, it is a place, for others, it is a feeling. For me, it is a hybrid of both. California has been home for ages now, I have always said that I was born in Kenya […]
It’s a new year. I walked into it on the heels of dancing and quickly downed glasses of Viceroy Brandy with Stoney Tangawizi mixed in. I watched a new friend serenade her brand new husband, and my tears threatened to drop, despite my very best efforts. A wedding on New Year’s Eve was not how I […]
So the new year started. And I had not written a thing. Yet so many things have happened in my life and all around me. First, Baby ASW is now eating. Pureed food BUT it is still NOT breastmilk. Second, I am in Kenya. Here is how the last few months since I last […]
It was a long trip. The kind that made you feel dusty inside and beneath your skin, the sweat gathered in your pores; discussing the best exit strategy with your self for the dried upon sweat and dust that lives on, within and around you when you disembarked from the huge metal container. It was […]
A daycation to get away from it all for a little while. Hanging with my sister-friend, Toni, and enjoying the last few weeks of expecting – I was in week 32 here and I loved seeing Catalina for the first time!
Today was a pendulum. Highs and lows. I went to see about an apartment, got there and the guy told me that they do not rent to pregnant women. Low. Smells like discrimination to me. Then I tried to drive around to see some other places and didn’t really see anything that pulled me in. […]
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