After a night of hourly wake-ups, we had a leisurely Late-Start Monday morning. Over breakfast Nate’s assessing yesterday’s tournament competition. He says, “You know when I made that one free kick from outside the box?” “Yeah, it was a nice one.” “The ref came up to me afterward and was…
Well, we crushed the Paso Robles Grape Crush. This year’s All Stars team, SLO United, may just give last year’s Legends a run for their money. Nate wasn’t so sure this team could live up to it— but after winning the final against Templeton 12-1, he might have changed his…
Today James went on a short field trip down to Avila Beach with his friend Andre, while I spent the morning in Paso at Nate’s first All Stars Tournament. James was wiped-out by the time I came home— I never did hear how it went, but I’m told it was…
It’s Friday and everyone’s happier on Fridays. It’s a thing. The boys headed off to school. I had a short break to run some errands. James took a walk around the grass outside with Nonna and Aunt Laurie. And this afternoon, we had a video call with Dr. Uslander. My longtime…
Sleep has been quite elusive ’round these parts for weeks under a generous definition of slumber, and months/years under an even more expansive definition. Thus, the mental to-do lists have really ramped up their late night visits. On Monday evening, I vaguely register some sort of message to confirm that Nate…
The last ten days are a blur of hospital hallways, parking garages, texts, and rainstorms. We are so deeply grateful for the outpouring of support and love from friends and family far and wide. I know I’m falling down on my texting gig. I’ve been in a night school crash course…
Two short years ago, on Christmas Eve Eve, James and I each had in one earbud as he lay in the pre-op bed at Stanford. We had time for a ten minute meditation at most. We took deep, steady breaths. And we listened to something about picturing our future selves,…
I’ve done my best not to memorize the anniversaries over the last 18 months. Well, maybe it’s one part trying and one part not really being able to catch-up. I’ve come to accept that I’m running about one year behind. There’ve been parts where the days are glacial, and others…
It’s December fourth. And almost unfathomable that it’s been 360 days since our little world changed. James left for Stanford last night for a series of appointments and scans today. This generally coincides with the soles of my feet prickling all day with anxiety and me recommitting to meditation instead of listening…
James and Jaimie. Yes, it has it’s pros and cons. Party intros: pro. Snail mail: con. And over the years we’ve met many folks that make our names seem crazy different: Mario and Martha, Andrea and Andreas, Tom and Thom. In any case, we love names and our matchy-matchy couple kindred spirits.…