Lately I've been struggling a bit with this blog. I'm not really sure where it has been going, where it should be going, or if it's going at all. Our expat experience in Mexico has been over for almost 8 months now, and we have basically adjusted to our new "normal" life in Hood River. There seems to be less to write about as the little guys grow, and maybe that's because life is more uneventful or life is more personal or life is more full. I'm not sure.
Part of me knows I will appreciate even the smallest, briefest snapshots of our daily lives, thoughts, and tiny adventures as I read them years from now. And, another part of me sees a blank page, all day, everyday. Call it writer's block, call it normalcy, call it good old fashioned boredom, but I guess I just don't have much to say these days. I've been focusing on other hobbies beyond writing, and that is a beautiful and very good thing. I'm so blessed to be able to divide my attention neatly over the span of several interests of mine.
Today I volunteered for a couple of hours in Solomon's classroom. It was basic stuff, but I was smiling inside that I CAN DO THIS. I'm so lucky. Tonight I go to my first training to become a volunteer CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocate) for Hood River/Wasco counties. This work is all about advocating for children in foster care; being their eyes, their ears, their voice in the court system. I'm scared, but again ... so lucky. I'm sure I'll have stories to share in the coming months. I'm hopeful for many happy endings.
February is around the corner, and we are coming up on 6 months of home ownership. Part of me is shocked, and the other part confused. It feels impossible that we've only lived here for six months, and also Mexico feels like last week and another lifetime. It's all very strange. I love our home. LOVE. IT.
I continue to plug away at my 30 miles a week, and almost every run feels like a mini vacation from life that I'm ever so grateful for. I listen to my audiobooks and podcasts (Serial, anyone?!), and sometimes I just space out to Pandora. In the evenings I read Harry Potter (I'm on book 2) as I fall asleep.
I've also recently become sort of obsessed with vegan cuisine thanks to a stack of cookbooks from the library. (Oh She Glows is my favorite) I've been meal planning and making all sorts of crazy nut bars and date balls and stir frys and veggie burgers and rice bowls and tofu and tempeh and it has all been AMAZZING.
Solomon invited his first friend over from school the other day, and it was adorable. We ate chips and salsa and went to the park and played legos. Rainer tried desperately to keep up. The boys love each other so much I think it hurts. The pendulum swings so darn fast from the hugging and kissing to the under the table kicks and slaps of the head when I'm not looking. It's exhausting and wonderful, because it is life. The fighting over legos has indeed pushed me over the edge, however and they are currently hidden somewhere I'll never, ever tell.
So. That's basically the state of things over here on the Heights of Hood River.