What began as a former chronicle of my struggle to find hope in my life as I tried to plan a wedding and find a job during the recession has evolved into an ongoing struggle to find peace with a reluctant move from NYC to California. Surrounded by earth-loving grocery store check out girls who frown at my choice of plastic forks, and neighbors who constantly exercise, I am determined to find my place in this sunny, happy land, no matter what. On yeah, and I’m now a (very clumsy) housewife. There’s that too.
there is always hope… it starts with a seed. let the sun shine on it, the living water feed it, and the gardener care for it. then expectantly watch it grow.
with love.