Tag Archives | Life’s most awesome moments

A New Chapter

by Molly Greene, @mollygreene I’ve been AWOL from my blog – and everything else! – from early June until, well, now, but I have an excuse: I sold my house! I’ve been ready for a change literally for years, and it finally happened. Yaaay! When I listed the property for sale, neighbors, friends, and family […]

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Climb A Mountain

The mountains are calling and I must go ~ John Muir I once lived in the mountains fifty miles east of San Diego, at an elevation of about 4,200 feet. Deer and wild turkeys are common there. The hills are lush with grass, and native oak crave the rain that (sometimes!) falls in winter and […]

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Home is Where the Heart is Open

by Laura Zera “When the babies wake up from their afternoon nap, you probably need to change all their diapers,” Ayelet said to me during one of my first mornings working in the daycare. I didn’t tell her that even though I was 18, I had never changed a diaper, for fear I’d be demoted […]

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The School of Don

I once flew to Colorado to join friends for a long weekend in Denver. It was the first time I’d spent more than one night away from home in three years, and I had traveler’s remorse for leaving so much undone to take this spontaneous trip. I got over it once we arrived at our […]

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Training Wheels

The year I turned sixteen, I was shocked and thrilled when I wrangled permission from my parents to summer in Mexico – with one caveat: that I’d be kept in tow by the daughter of my mother’s lifelong friend, Judy McCoy. Kathy had ventured south the prior June to attend a gringo-specific university summer session […]

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Dance in the Rain

I relocated to the Southern Cali mountains in June, 1999. That summer our community saw a lot of rain – and thank goodness it did, because I’d rented a miniscule, 500-square-foot cabin without air conditioning and trust me, my friends, it gets hot there. That change of residence was the end result of planning started a […]

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The Power of a Memory

I grew up in San Diego, California, on a cul-de-sac in an older part of the city. Suburban houses rim the finger canyons throughout this Navy town. Ours was one of thousands, but we kids were a lucky few, growing up in a time that wasn’t nearly as jaded as the world, and parents, must […]