Changing Cities and Barry Manilow.

I don't think you can fully ( or begin to) appreciate Barry Manilow until you have seen a hundred people, from four years to sixty-five, throw their hands up in the air and shake their hips to "Everything's Gonna Be Alright".


This is how my life in Klamath Falls ended: Dancing among a hundred fellow free spirits in tutus and leotards during the final performance with Carla's Dance Studio. Never would I have guessed I would have picked up dancing again, let alone in Klamath Falls. But I've always felt it is best to bloom where one is planted and live life with a little kick in your step, or in this case a leap and twirl.


I've taken a month and a half hiatus from blogging, not out of a lack of story or desire to share but simply out of internet deficiency. But we now have internet and are settling into our next chapter of life, marriage, and creativity.

It is hard to believe that our time in Klamath has already come and gone. Sean graduated and we celebrated with both sets of our parents, his siblings and our dear Klamath friends. The day after graduation we drove twelve hours north to drop off all our worldly belongings in the garage of our new cozy home in Everett Washington. Seeing as both our lease and Sean's job did not start for another several weeks we embraced our vagabond scenario and wandered the great Northwest. The past month has been a lively exploration of Canada, the beach, Portland, Seattle, and places in between.

We had signed our lease without having seen the house first. We had some pictures to go off of and google map assured us that it was a few miles from Sean's work and about a half mile jaunt to the sandy shores of the Sound. We could have not been placed in a better spot. Two bedrooms, open living space and a huge yard tucked away in the most precious (and quiet) neighborhood. The first step in the door and it felt like home. Sean didn't start work until the second week of July so we were able to play house together and get it all set up.


Life is so much about contrast, in the good, bad, ugly, and redeemed. Our first night we crawled in bed and there were no sounds of cars, drunken brawls, shared apartment walls, sirens, or metal music playing at one in the morning. Silence. It was so beautiful I hardly slept that night, I just laid awake reveling in it's splendor.


When it came time to move Sean and I both agreed we wanted a place that was marked by peace, creativity, and rejuvenation. Not simply for our enjoyment, but for others to come and find such things as well. In our discussion we were brought back to many late night talks when we were dating and asking the questions as to why we wanted to get married. A major commonality was we both wanted to live a lifestyle where our home was open for others to come recharge their batteries, slow down and savor life. I feel so incredibly blessed because we have been given the means to do that in our new dwelling. I am so elated to be living here in this home, in this city, with Sean. We are embarking on a new phase in life and already in our couple weeks here we have been graced with marvelous company, stimulating conversation, and good food. 

So cheers to new places, faces and dreams,that will walk through these doors.

 I can only imagine what this adventure will hold.

Moving Break

Assembling our new table-thanks Doug & Terry!