4 Weeks

I have 4 weeks, give or take until my little girl is born.

Due Valentine's Day.

When I was teaching yoga, I would teach self love on these days. Many despise Valentine's Day. I understand, the commercial holiday element.

I get it.

For me this year, this New year I have come to a loss as to how to do this for myself. Realistically.

I could tell you how, but I don't know anymore how to give myself the same prescription. I am hoping that this written expression will help.

At the start of my pregnancy I was diagnosed with Cancer.

My pregnancy was not planned. I have 2 young girls, Aida (4) and Holland (2). I have a husband. And we moved to Reno in May of '15.

To say the least, it has been a tough 8ish months.

I am new to all this. Blogging that is, so let me start slow.

However new or uncomfortable, I find a strong urge within me to share and be heard on any level. I feel isolated much of the time in my new life here in Reno. Upon moving from Seattle, I miss friends, students, the geography...I miss it all. I could go on and on with my love of the Northwest, and I may later but in all honesty, nothing is perfect. It is the longing of the past that prevents us from growing. Even if I were to go back, it would not be the same.

The Biggest Little... hmmm. What can I say about Reno. My anger is subsiding for this city. Logically I know that Reno did not curse me, although it feels like it did. I know this. But I am undecided as of today as I sit on the fence seeing the filth and beauty that encaptures this city.

Open and release.