Monday, June 30, 2008

Rest In Peace


Our beloved cat, Piper, died today after a long decline from liver failure. Rest in peace, piper. We love you. 1996-2008

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Sunday

Welcome Morning
Anne Sexton

There is joy
in all:
in the hair I brush each morning,
in the Cannon towel, newly washed,
that I rub my body with each morning,
in the chapel of eggs I cook each morning,
in the outcry from the kettle
that heats my coffee
each morning,
in the spoon and the chair
that cry "hello there, Anne"
each morning,
in the godhead of the table
that I set my silver, plate, cup upon
each morning

All this is God,
right here in my pea-green house
each morning
and I mean,
though I often forget,
to give thanks,
to faint down by the kitchen table
in a prayer of rejoicing
as the holy birds at the kitchen window
peck into their marriage of seeds.

So while I think of it,
let me paint you a thank-you on my palm
for this God, this laughter of the morning,
lest it go unspoken.

The Joy that isn't shared, I've heard,
dies young

Saturday, June 28, 2008

a visitor

We're hosting a 14 year old from France for the next 3 weeks; he arrived today. He's the grandson of the host family Alexi lived with for a school year abroad in high school. Alexi's email to his parents:

Jean a survecu son premier apres-midi et diner chez nous. Quel gentil garcon! Il est tres gentil avec Abbott et Cal. Il est d'accord avec tout - si Abbott veut jouer aux echecs, il veut bien jouer. Si Abbott veut faire du roller, Jean veut bien essayer. Si Abbott veut jouer avec les pistolets a eau, Jean est d'accord (sinon trempe). Si Abbott veut aller a la plage, Jean veut bien. Si Abbott veut lire un livre a Jean, Jean veut bien ecouter. Si Abbott veut entendre son nouveau livre en francais, Jean veut bien lire. Au fait, merci BEAUCOUP pour les gateaux, le parfum (je ne sais pas comment decriver precisement, mail Lecia l'adore) et les livres en francais! Jean essaye de tout, meme le mais en epis -- il apprend la vie americaine! On a manger du sable avec les fraises ce soir - un dessert tres americain. il est bienveillant et aimable. j'espere que tout va bien chez vous. A bientot.
Amitie
Alexi

Friday, June 27, 2008

Out and About

Madison Park has reopened....



And back in Magnolia, more biking...

Friday

We're off to the pool for our morning swim lessons...



About me

Here's a bit of background about me. I saw born in Texas; my family moved to Alaska in 1976. My father was a minister at that time and later went into the newspaper business. My parents are now running the family farm back in Texas. I have a younger sister and brother.

I attended college in Manhattan, graduating in 1992 with a degree in politics and economics. I became interested in nursing as a practical life skill, so obtained my BSN in 1996. I worked for many years as a nurse, primarily in the post-surgical area, before attending the University of Washington's Master of Nursing program to train as an adult acute care nurse practitioner. I worked at a local cancer research center until I became pregnant with Cal.

I have had early stage breast cancer - and chemotherapy - twice (two unrelated cancers on opposite sides), first in 1998 and most recently in 2005. In 2005, I discovered I have the BRCA1 gene mutation, which means I have a strong genetic predisposition for breast and ovarian cancers (so have had preventitive surgeries). I've had multiple surgeries while raising my two young boys.

I met Alexi in 1997 and we were married in October 2000.

I have two beautiful boys, Abbott (5) and Cal (3). I'm fortunate enough to be home with them full time.

Cheers!

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

A Day That Is Dessert


At the table tonight, Abbott said that today itself was his dessert. Pretty profound for a five year old! More swimming, bike riding, roller blading, and time at the beach today. Salmon fresh off the boat for dinner.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Right now


view from our bedroom balcony

Right now: a beautiful summer evening, sunset on Puget Sound. Daylight, still at 8:42pm. The boys are sleeping. The day was full - swimming, time at the beach, summer fun with squirt guns. Well spent time with an old friend and her daughter. I'm looking forward to settling into The Worst Hard Time for the rest of the evening. I hope for more patience tomorrow to manage the times when the boys don't listen the first (or second or third) time I ask them to do something. I love the relaxed pace of summer life, the minimal time in the car.