This past week I was lucky enough to go on a team retreat to Nicaragua. We stayed at the lovely and rustic Costa Dulce. The food was wonderful, the company was lovely and the waves were amazing.
Today marks not only one of our favorite holidays but the three year anniversary of this blog. To commemorate the day, we invite you to take a look back at some of the the last twelve months of disco.
Gut Feelings / I’m a Bird / Best of 2013 In Music / Imperfect / Au Naturel / You Are What You Think / Be the Change You Want To See In the World / 42nd Street / Sounds Underground / Homesick / Foreign Correspondents Club: Cambodian Rock ‘n Roll Oldies / Mercury Reversed
Living in California has really been a dream come true. I have become a hiker, a surfer, a 29 year old, a planner, a beach volleyball player, a paddleboarder, a party thrower and countless other things. California has given me sunshine, new friends, old friends, more family time (with Oscar!), more knowledge, more confidence – the list goes on. However, there are times when suddenly I am struck by homesickness. I am not just sick for my house that I grew up in – though that place is my paradise – but I am sick for:
Visiting my Suzie
Laughing with my cousins
Seeing my dad pull in the driveway
Laying in bed with my Mom
Looking through my old room
Being at either of my grandma’s houses
Watching the lake change everyday
Walking down the street to the Zychowski’s.
The sound of the train passing when I am sleeping
There are so many other small things I miss tonight. So, yes, Los Angeles has been awesome. It has given me and Albert so many wonderful pieces of ourselves that we will have forever. However sometimes there are so many people that I miss at one time that I feel like I am drowning. Dorothy was right. There IS no place like home.
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Since it’s a shorter week because of the holiday, I thought I would keep this post light and fun.
Cheers to waiting until the bass drops and our heads explode!
There are endless reasons why I love my mother. My love I have for her has grown more and more over the years and I imagine that it will continue on that way. My mom has been through a lot. A lot of wonderful experiences and a couple hard ones. I never realized until I was older that she was trying with all her might to show up for the hard times with love. She was and is determined to see the reasons and lessons behind every struggle. And to see that in action as I have gone from child, teenager and now as a woman is miraculous. Sure, she is coming in a week and she drives me bananas, but she really finds meaning in life. I now value that same thing.
As I was getting ready for a party that I had at my place last night, I was thinking about my mom. Although she swears hosting was passed down through my dad’s side of the family, it’s not true. My mom is the queen of throwing things together. In turn, I love to bring people together. I wish I could say that I throw things together, but I am more of a planner. That is besides the point. The point is: the most important thing my mother could have passed down was bring people you love together. It’s those times that last with you for weeks after. It makes life fun. It’s good to connect.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. You are pretty great.