This year I deepened my relationship to music (I’m a lyrics gal) and worked toward crafting a lush and creative life.
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The Evil Eye
Its a deeply held belief in many cultures – BUT NOT IN AMERICA – that being the object of envy can bring you very bad luck.
Washington DC is the Paris of America
After I decided not to be another Emily in Paris, I started to see Paris all over Washington DC.
The Space Between Us
DC’s rule-following, personal space-adoring, walk-on-the-left-stand-on-the-right ethos is starting to get to me. Also, that humidity! Oof.
1-800 Got Junk
The stress of moving to a new apartment, alone, and a disastrous furniture assembly project inspire me to let go. Also, got my first tattoo!
Making All Things New
Seeing my friend’s contentment with being a new dad inspires me and I’m fully embracing my Fun Auntie status.
The Silos of DC
In hyper-efficient Washington DC, there’s a set time and place for everything, which can make impromptu human connection difficult.
Roots and Branches
It’s been a little more than a month into this new part of life – a segment that certainly feels like “the worst time of my life” to date. But perhaps in hindsight it’ll register more as a turning point, a stepping stone, or merely “a very strange time.” It’s uncertain, confusing, and painful. ButContinue reading “Roots and Branches”
Happy New Year, or Jet-lagged in Algiers
Happy 2020 Is Over! Or, Happy New Year! Whatever you call it. I need to admit something: I woke up today at 4pm. I am still sitting here, sun starting to set, in total shock. Mostly that my husband let me sleep until 4pm – something I’ve never in my life done. Hadn’t he theContinue reading “Happy New Year, or Jet-lagged in Algiers”
My Washington DC Tried and Trues
I lived in DC for six years before starting this Foreign Service life. I had some of my most fun, formative, lonely, educational, frustrating, exciting, lovely times of my life here and coming back, not surprisingly, makes me so darn nostalgic. I just stroll around and picture 22-, 24-, and 26-year-old Emily walking home afterContinue reading “My Washington DC Tried and Trues”