A new kind of fall, at least for me.

This behavior is perplexing.

This is not how I look in fall.

I turn inward, spend more time at home,

less time running, or swimming or exercising at all, except maybe walking,

which I usually do a lot of in the fall.

This fall I have an obligation. A contract. A commitment.

I have been training for a run. 

A 10 mile run.

It is October 9th in Washington D.C.

My friend Barbara (Barbie) Burger, my close friend from Nepal. ( I was twelve when we were buddies.

We have stayed in touch since then. She is in the Army.... a big wig). She talked me into signing up for the race as a team! We are Helter Skelter! Another friend from Nepal will be running it with us. I have not seen her since we were in 6th grade together at Lincoln School in Kathmandu.

I am so excited, and a little nervous.

I am excited about this mini reunion of friends.

I am also excited about this fall transformation.

Fall is usually a time I move into a mini seasonal depression. Not a deep sadness but a time

of introverted heaven. Spending time with me. Too much time ;o). A home body to the fullest.

This year I have broken that mold and it feels awesome.

I have many friends I can say thanks to, but mostly, something that is really hard for me to do,

I want to say:

 I am proud of myself!!!!, 

for moving outside of my comfort zone and pushing myself to 

"do more and be more" ~ dead poet society quote

So here is to surprising yourself. To seeing a change that was unexpected yet purposeful at the same time.

Here is believing and surrounding yourself with those who also believe.

I have new running shoes. So Watch Out World.

thirty moments and long time no see

Sometimes we just need to regroup.

We need a moment.

or thirty.

or in my case, at least today, I could have used 

102 or so.

The do not disturb sign has been taken down for the day, 

the boys are playing together and no one is getting hurt.

A new goal of ours.

 No one should get hurt.

I am not a boy. 

I do not understand.

But I do know... hurt does not feel good.

Sometimes I just want them to go outside to hurt each other though. 

So I don't have to hear it.

my prepreteen. 

Sometimes he says things that make my head spin and my heart swoon.

I wish he was not right sometimes.

Our play is action-pact .... full of movement and "accidents"

So this has been an amazing Month! 

My little sister April, part friend, part sister, part soul-mate, got married

to her long time companion Chris.

It was beautiful, gorgeous, simple, pure and full of love.

I felt blessed to be a part of it all,

To be a witness,

To remember why it is we do this thing, marriage.

I love her so much and wish her years of

burrito trucks and tree swings.

april and my mom, fran

the joy of life

September was also the month Logan Anthony Myers was born!

We have had so much fun getting to know this cute little man.

He was born right before my other sister (in-law)

 Karen was married to her long time

companion, Peter.

(I don't have any pics :(  ) sorry. It was also beautiful, full of spirit, promise,

family and friends.

What a special month. 

I am Still recovering from all the goodness.

Max and Logan

I miss blogging but have not felt the inspiration.

I hope this weather will change that for me.

I have been running (training for the Army 10 miler), painting walls, trim and ceilings (work),

hanging out with Axel, my little buddy, making some pots and traveling a lot to witness all these promises of love.

Blankets are back. 

Morning sweaters are snuggling 

and soups are being made.

Hello fall, my introspective friend.