Santa Barbara | California

Here, the fluid fingers of the ocean gently brush against the feet of mountains. Here, two beloved worlds merge into one, and cradle me between their folds. Here, a sigh of relief escapes, as a gentle breath whispers peace into desperate, wanting hearts.

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Leaving Home and Finding it Again

When Michael and I first got married, I moved into the condo he had been living in for the previous two years. It was a “guy’s apartment,” in every sense of the word. I’ll leave to your colorful imaginations what that might mean.

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