Over the years, we’ve lived in some interesting places and each possessed a unique history but none quite so personal as Oahu’s Pearl Harbor. My paternal grandparents moved here in the summer of 1941 with the United States Navy and were here when Japanese planes dropped bombs on this tiny tropical paradise in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. As with any act of war, the reverberations are felt long after the smoke clears and casualties assessed. For me, there is a familiarity to this place because I grew up hearing hearing eye-witness accounts of that fateful day which, indeed, lives in infamy. View full post »
When it comes to mountains majesties, it’s hard to imagine that Denali has any competition and there’s no better view of it than from Talkeetna (unless you are in the air). Talkeetna is an enchanting little village in “big snow” country, though the locals say the big snows seem to have been replaced by scads of black bears and tourists. Keep in mind that to Alaskans, “big snow” means 10+ feet (or 3+ meters) of snow.
Prior to being a stay at home mother, I explored a few different professions. The last full-time paid job I had was incredibly difficult to leave because I finally found a place where I belonged. From finding a gluten-free sugar-free vegan birthday cake just hours before it was needed to arranging for a string quartet to pop out from behind some trees and perform for a couple on their 20th wedding anniversary: I loved being a concierge. So why am I a stay-at-home mother and how is that enough for me? View full post »