This too shall pass. 

This last week has filled my cup. The stars aligned to allow me to take a quick trip to Canada for some wonderful time with my Nana. It was everything I hoped it would be and so much more. Time focused on family and the sort of friends who might as well be.  Nana and…

The saga continues. 

In last week’s episode of The Not-So-Young and the Helpless we found our characters in a bit of turmoil and despair.  This week’s episode picks up where we left off, moments from delivering Diego to his hockey camp.  He chose to not go. Insert deep sigh.  A sigh of relief from Diego; a sigh of…

Falling way out of rhythm. 

Did anyone say something about finding a new rhythm? Settling into a new groove? Whoever said that should be smacked. This week proved that nothing could be further from the truth.  I have lost the reigns. I’m no longer in control. I cannot be trusted.  Not once by twice this week I put our family…

A new rhythm. 

Slowly but surely we are getting used to our new rhythm. My body seems to have adjusted to the early mornings once again and I still believe it is the very best shift to work.  Im not going to lie, those early days were tough. I think my co-workers were a bit worried about me….

Employed!!!

(Warning, this is a wordy one, settle in for story about my journey to employment. But I promise good photos too.)  After 15 months as a full time HausFrau, countless resumes sent out, plentiful self-esteem-killing rejection letters, I finally have a job.  It’s amazing how good it feels, after months of self doubt, to have…

Dwelling in our new tranquility. 

Some of my posts have been a bit wordy lately – I had such great conversations back in Canada, it got me all verbose again. Anyhow, this post is the opposite, heavy on photos, not so wordy.  It is a well known fact that the outdoor space in Switzerland is quite spectacular. Until now I…

Feast or famine

For those of you who haven’t yet experienced the exhilaration of living your life balancing on a knife’s edge between peril and bliss, you really don’t know what you’re missing. That feeling of waking up from a restless, tossing & turning sleep, to welcome an eye twitch like a long lost friend.  Rather than embracing…

We survived another first week. 

It is the phase in our life when time slows to a crawl. Each day feels like a month with the weight of worry, fear and anticipation. And yet as the days turned into night and we gathered around the dinner table to reconnect the weight slowly lifted. I learned the hard way last year…

Back into the groove.

We’re slowly but surely getting back into the rhythm of life here. We have a new found love of sleeping though and are barely able to drag or butts out of bed before 10:00 am. Tomorrow morning will be a real shock to the system. I knew that reintegrating would be hard. It’s like the…

The opposite of lonely. 

The formula for a successful blog is to combine many solitary hours with questionable mid-life-crisis-resembling  decisions and the nagging thought that you may have ruined your children.  On the contrary, if you surround yourself with the abundant love and support that comes through family and the world’s greatest friends, you will have no time whatsoever…

Reunions a-plenty

Turns out that blogging and loneliness go hand in hand. So when one has been reunited with family and friends, the time necessary for updating a blog is hard to come by.  We’ve been back home for a week and it has been wonderful.  Here’s a smattering of the highlights.  It’s been a busy week…