The River House
Thoughts, lessons, reflections, stories... written as soon as they come to me, otherwise gone forever. You can also find completely doable yet decadent recipes, and photographs of my children.
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It’s Shorter Than You Think, It’s Harder Than You Think (opens the original)
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It’s shorter than you think, and it’s harder than you think. When I teach my students a new song or game or exercise they are eager, excited, expect mastery instantaneously. They look to me at different parts of a song for direction: for rhythm and synchronicity takes effort too. The middle school athletes seem puzzled that skipping one finger and key on the piano is more challenging than it appears. They try again. The littles want to speed up our songs and claps… our timing together grows stro
It Takes a While (opens the original)
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My history of “professionalism” does not lie in titles necessarily… or ownership of some big company, or any footprint of me working for an agency or law firm or office. If anything, it feels like one big pile of sweet relationships. At thirty four, I have yet to dip my toe into any kind of corporate water. For that I am grateful I think… although for some it does make the traditional “setting up” pathways of life, achievable with direction and fruit. In struggle and entrepreneurship, it never f
Rotten Eggs (opens the original)
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In the mornings — In the mornings we are not strong enough, and also, we are the bravest we will be: that steadiness, that empowerment, that hope, felt only by sun’s first kiss and fueled by your creative mind alone, before it is rocked by waves of distraction in obligation and digital universe… that must be protected, not penetrated.When the time does come later, once routine has set in and duty runneth over… that is when to pull from behind the armor you have put on for a day’s work, and remem
Before (opens the original)
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I looked over at my five year old holding tightly to his drug store clippers in the middle seat of Matt’s son’s car. Luka, his girlfriend, Rowan, and I went to town to run this specific errand. We are on our annual blended family vacation for the fourth summer. The only week / extended period that Matt closes his restaurants outside of singular holidays for his staff to have a break, and can indulge in early evenings, uninterrupted family time (with the exception of phone calls and emails becaus
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