Tonight, Joe Biden and Kamala Harris spoke to Americans for the first time as president and VP elect. I cried, my heart grew, for the first time in a long time, I felt an old familiar feeling of hope, of faith in a leadership team. I felt humanity seen and spoken about with grace and care. I relished in the fireworks at the end, like a summer barbecue with family. Everything was so….nice. A breath of air, a line for hope. I won’t forget this night. It has me light with wonder. We will come out on the other side of this pandemic. We will. We will.
Meet our new little angel—who we picked up on a Full Moon. Shiloh girl. 💖 The best wonder of the year.
I’m from California. Snow is a rare gem. Fortunately, it is for Oklahoma too. (I could never do it much more than this. I like my oceans and sunshine year round.) Cities and schools basically shut down if it snows. My campus and Bennett’s school were both closed today.
Outside, we ventured: mini snowmen, tumbling in fluffy fresh snow, tasting it on the tips of our tongues.
Later tonight I went on a walk—a path I walk or jog almost daily, but tonight it seemed new. A bird nest filled with snow nestled atop a tree, a lawn spelled the word “misfits” and all the houses looked like they were out of a snowy Christmas story book dream.
My friend Aisha invited me to join her at spin class at the university gym. I am SO GLAD I WENT. Wow, how I had forgotten the wonderful sensation from a tough early morning workout, when the gym is just opening and its just you and the spinners. It made me miss long bike rides in San Diego, around Sea World, down to the bay. But in 32 degrees, I will take my spin class indoors. It was so peaceful and I’m so grateful.
On a walk, I thought I saw a single pair of doves cozying up on a tall fence. But when I checked my photo, there were four. ❤
I love doves as spiritual messengers. I used to wear a dove necklace of the bird holding an olive branch in its beak. Seeing four somehow felt wonderful, a sprinkle more than just the two.
Today was a really sad day — a plane of 9 crashed in Calabasas, CA — on the plane was LA Lakers basketball star Kobe Bryant and his daughter Gianna. A lot are assuming there were other kids with their parents aboard the helicopter. It’s striking how piercing these moments are — for not just the sports world, but the entire world. We have been shook. These things aren’t supposed to happen and when they do, it’s devastating.
So today’s wonder happened with humor, grace, patience — while raking leaves. The leaves in the front yard seemed to have been given steroids. They kept showing up, about a feet deep, the bottom layer was wet. Bennett and I tried to tackle them, making multiple mounds. There had to be over a million leaves in the yard. It made me wonder: what did people do with leaves before rakes? They didn’t disintegrate fast enough. It also made me think about how miraculous a tree is, to grow all those leaves back.
Sending love to the people who lost their lives today on that helicopter, and sending strength to the families they left behind.
Today was cold. It’s been cold. Winter is here.
3:30 PM: Wind whips across my cheeks, I pull my hands deep into my pockets, keep my head down. But the way the sun glares, just bright enough, for a brief moment, has me stop. The clouds and sun demand to be seen, peaking out behind the oldest building on campus and desolate trees. I obey the command to briefly stop, take the scene in.