Dear Grandma Vera

My grandmother was funny and particular and welcoming. She saw me in the most beautiful way--unstoppable and limitless.

I think a lot about the passage of time and what we take with us from one minute, one generation to the next. This site is an attempt to focus all of that angst into one place. I set no rules and gave myself two broad goals: be honest and imperfect. 

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When this author is not obsessing about the responsibility and nuances of consciousness, you can find her with her nose in a romance novel, her feet on a yoga mat, or her hands wrapped around a cup of tea.