May 8th

The big day is coming. May 8, 2014 will be the last day I be the program manager of an all girls group home. It has been six years. Six amazing and hard years, but it's time I move on to the next phase of my life.

Rather, maybe the last phase of my life... It's all kind of confusing at this point. I went to massage school and owned my own practice for years. When I injured my shoulders I stumbling into social work and stumbled into the lives of ten girls living in a house. And now with newly rehabbed shoulders I move back to massage and the life I once knew. This time I hope with greater perspective and more gratitude.

May 8th.

It sounds like a holiday. It sounds like a premiere of something. But it also feels heavy.  My dear friend Liz keeps reminding me that change is hard, but it is also necessary. She as always is right. I think over the course of the next few weeks I will have to reflect on what this new (old) chapter will look like and what the past six years have meant to me.

My latest obsession is playing with an app called Cameo. I can't say that any of my friends enjoy them as much as I do since they are always the subject. But.... well you know...

Just a reminder...

Woman Carrying Bull

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I need to remember this.

I love this...

Beautiful athletes

So let's talk about the weather. Its nice out finally. It feels like I wont die in my garden each night when I water my flowers. Lets cross our fingers crossed it stays this way. The desert heat this summer was killer! For us and our plants!  I just transplanted a rose bush and I planted a few hyacinth bulbs for my hubby. How will he ever know I love him if they die from heatstroke?? ;)