I have been wanting to put words to the past several months of my life, but fortunately my daughter has done so in the most beautiful way.
Do duh lee doo. (or… la da dee da dee. we like to party.)
I don’t have any pictures to add to this post or new adventures to share about… I only have an urge to write. (It could just be my way of procrastinating going to the gym right now).
Summer is here and I’m preparing to move out of my grandpas basement to a newly built house just 15 minutes from either Twin City.
I feel embarrassed admitting the situation I’ve been living in these past seven months, but I feel that in order for this next phase to be fully understood and celebrated, I must come to terms with and admit where I’ve been.
I’ve been in basement with nightly centipede encounters, no closet, no shelves and no privacy. After my family and I moved back from LA we didn’t have any money and didn’t have another…
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