And so I am home from sunny, hyper-real California, having parted ways with the most wonderful friends a girl could have. Each time we get together, I feel rejuvenated, inspired, refreshed. I feel beautiful and funny and creative. Gone are the insecurities about looking frumpy, the hesitation before I speak lest I say something totally wrong. We girls radiate off each other, making each other shine like the gems that we are.
It is always so hard for me to hold onto that inspiration and glow once I return to Real Life where the girls don't live, to dishes and diapers and clothes to be washed. To overflowing coffee filters and dog hair everywhere and not enough space or time for me to spread my wings and create.
This tension between being creative and being a responsible mother and being a loving girlfriend is sometimes difficult for me to navigate. But I think I may have come home from this trip with a clearer map for finding my way. At least I hope I have.
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Regarding Chad and Ella, as it turns out the house does not entirely fall apart in my absence. Sure, the coffeepot overflowed and the dishwasher needs run and the clothes need washed. But I hear that she was fed and bathed and dressed in clean clothes most of the time. And apparently they had a good time together. 
April 18, 2007
Home Again
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Sounds like you had a great trip! It's nice to have a group of friends like that you can turn to. Glad to hear Ella survived ;)
as i finally sit down to a glass of wine and a copy of 'friends with money', all i can think of is how much i wish you were here with me in this moment.
i miss you.love.kate
and i look frumpy in that damn picture.
i took over frumpy and i don't have a child.
inevitable?
.kate.
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