If I had only one wish today it would be that one of the zeros in the the 2000 miles between San Francisco and Chicago would disappear. I’m filled with happy memories from a weekend of large meals, multi-generational kick-ball games, backyard bubbles and swings, stories spanning 60 years, and the ghost of an aunt who shows up in casinos and ice cream cakes.

As raindrops wiggle down my San Francisco window, my home is always with family– in the present or in the mind.


spring medicine: a walk through the woods + 2 sets of sisters


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