on the subject of… calling the parents


We go see a movie and afterwards Andrew calls his parents to tell them how it was. Andrew coaches a junior rugby team every Sunday and that afternoon his parents call him to ask how it went. We play on our co-ed flag football team on Tuesday nights and later that night Andrew is on the phone telling them play-by-play how our game went.

Andrew talks to his parents just about everyday. I, on other hand, talk to my parents about once a week. Sometimes once every two weeks if we forget. It doesn’t mean I love my parents any less. We just don’t feel the need to talk to each other all the time.

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a must read – Motherhood Around The World, the blog series

neighborhood shop in norway

Photo courtesy of A Cup Of Jo. Photograph by Rebecca Zeller.

One of my favorite blogs, A Cup Of Jo, has this amazing blog series right now called Motherhood Around The World and I am absolutely addicted to it. No, I am not pregnant… nor am Andrew and I planning on growing our family anytime soon. But I am drawn to it because it resembles how Andrew and I grew up in many ways.

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a nautical night



The older I get, the tougher it is living so far away from family. When I was younger I couldn’t wait to be as far away from home as possible– not because I hate my family, but because I craved independence and a little adventure. But now I realize dependency isn’t such a bad thing, especially when you have people in your life who want to be near you to help you only because they love you. Continue reading