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THE COZYHUNTER
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She's only happy in the sun. Hi i’m golriz. Letters for my sons. I’m quite smitten by ali. But, can you blame me? Illustrations cut out of encyclopedias. So THIS is why i want to buy up all the old encyclopedias in second hand stores! Quite spellbound by the remarkable similarity between human neurons under a microscope and city lights photographed from high above. Beautiful photographs of the things people would take if their home was on fire. 1 comment on “findings.”. April 20th, 2013 at 6:13 pm.
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She's only happy in the sun. Hi i’m golriz. Letters for my sons. Today was a big day for phoenix hugh. We managed to capture the first time he stood, completely unassisted. it happened while shooting a little comedy clip for friends who work at TED. 2 comments on “today was a big day for phoenix hugh.”. January 10th, 2013 at 11:10 pm. That face he makes after standing is priceless! He knew what he did. January 11th, 2013 at 7:43 am. Already a performer. Love it! Mail (will not be published) (required).
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She's only happy in the sun. Hi i’m golriz. Letters for my sons. On having my cake. and eating it too. And let me state for the record, there is nothing in the world that can replace that kind of ease-of-heart. But i’m having a hard time believing that. I’m suddenly so conflicted. my heart is heavy and i can’t stop crying. Today, someone (who i *think* was trying to be helpful) bluntly told me that i was trying to ‘have my cake and eat it too’. And you know what? And you know what else? And so tomorrow, ...
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She's only happy in the sun. Hi i’m golriz. Letters for my sons. What a lovely thing to see first thing on a monday. Mail (will not be published) (required). Where the lovely things are. Hyperbole and a half. Rules for my unborn son. You are my fave.
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THE COZYHUNTER
http://cozyhunter.com/musings/an-open-letter-to-new-mamas
She's only happy in the sun. Hi i’m golriz. Letters for my sons. An open letter to new mamas. Over the past year or so, several of my friends became mothers. brand new, first time, mamas. and i’ve found that when i look them in the eye, or read their 3am texts, or hear their fatigued voices on the other end of the line – i remember my own experience so vividly and viscerally. i am suddenly back there with them and i. Dear new mamas,. You are. i know it because i remember the unbridled joy in your voi...
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She's only happy in the sun. Hi i’m golriz. Letters for my sons. When dev and i first found out that i was pregnant we decided that while i was in the somewhat fragile early stages, we’d keep the news pretty quiet. which was incredibly hard for both of us to do. one day dev suggested i start writing letters to ‘nori’ (his codename for our baby) so that i could at least have some kind of outlet for my hard-to-contain-excitement. here are those letters:. Where the lovely things are. Hyperbole and a half.
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marthateresa: Vacation part II (of probably III)
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Just a girl. blogging about her husband, dog, and adventures in the way too far north. Wednesday, January 8, 2014. Vacation part II (of probably III). We left off our story with adam not dying on the precipitous descent from above Banos, Ecuador. Total small world syndrome. It was quite the adventure floating down the river, watching people bathe and pan for gold along the edge with rock walls covered in orchids lining the edge of the river. From those walls, our safety kayaker, Diego, plucked th...We th...
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wear it another day: June 2013
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Wear it another day. Saturday, June 29, 2013. Like everybody who is not in love, he thought one chose the person to be loved after endless deliberations and on the basis of particular qualities or advantages. I often wonder who the Sun would be if it were a person - could it be a person? Would we, could we, appreciate it, understand it? Links to this post. Thursday, June 27, 2013. Her: You are not dark. Her: You are not dark. you are not. Me: Maybe. But, then, why him? Why did I love him, and then .
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marthateresa: a confession.
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Just a girl. blogging about her husband, dog, and adventures in the way too far north. Wednesday, April 22, 2015. I used to write prolifically. here, in the poetry journal, in my head in the car, in the shower- no matter. there was this constant stream of inner dialogue that seemed to have its own built in subwoofer- loud and heavy. the beat of the words drove the way i structured my days, the way i thought about people and places. April 22, 2015 at 6:56 PM. April 23, 2015 at 9:01 AM. Wear it another day.
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marthateresa: January 2014
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Just a girl. blogging about her husband, dog, and adventures in the way too far north. Tuesday, January 14, 2014. I promise you things and then i don't provide. It's a fatal flaw. For example, i promised you this blog about new year antics in ecuador last week and it just didn't happen. sorry. But, here it is, as the snow falls and a lone raven surfs the winds outside my completely bleary, basically dark window at 430pm. sorry, nora, needed a brain break.going back to work soon! 1 The old year has widows.
