My Stories

I’m Perfect.  (im)perfect.  Simply imperfect.  Thoughts from Central America.

I got out of the Uber at the San Francisco airport, and the minute I walked through the doors, rain and wind blowing and pushing me forward, I felt like I was finally home.  I handed my passport to the check-in agent, and suddenly everything felt peaceful.  For a brief moment, the stress of the…

Honduras

Six years ago, Tony and I signed up and completed our Open Water Scuba Diving certification.  We’ve been diving all over the world since then.  Hawaii, Thailand, Curacao.  Everywhere.  And every single time, I’ve had an immense amount of anxiety about jumping in that water.  In all honesty, I’ve never really liked diving, but I…

Antarctica – Part III

It was 6:30 am after an overly, unexpectedly intense 36 hours in Antarctica.  We had just gotten back on our ship from our overwhelming camping trip.  The ambiance of the restaurant, full of campers, was exactly that.  Pure exhaustion.  We sipped on some coffee before retreating to our cabins.  We hadn’t slept since 5 am…

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