Bryce's Birthday

Today, is Bryce's birthday. He's out at the barbeque pit, grilling fresh tuna steaks, drinking a corona with an old friend. This is far more information already than he would like me to share with anyone. But it's his birthday, and I'll do what I want... oh.. wait.

I've been thinking and we've been talking lately about choices. I am a firm believer that we choose what we do, how we act, who we are, how we are... and who we love. Yes, love is funny, unpredictable and a bit wild. But, we choose each other. We all know that life is short, fragile, impermanent. Who we spend our time with on this earth, should most certainly be our choices.

I choose Bryce. I choose to spend most of my time, in every single day... with him. With the baby we created together. Its a choice. At any time, I could and can walk out. When things get annoying, emotional, hard, frustrating, I could walk out. So could he. He could get so irritated with our little things and choose to pack up and leave. But he doesn't. We don't. We choose each other.

To me, its so profound, and so simple. Each day, each moment... you are not stuck in some life. You are in this world. On this earth. With this partner, friend, dog, children, parents... it is remarkable. It isn't a race to something else. It is every single breath. Every single moment.

When we touched down in Maui last night, it was pouring rain. "It never does this" the shuttle driver shook her head. I took a deep breath and almost laughed out loud. Big tropical raindrops, pouring from the sky. It was late, we were tired, waiting with a very sleepy baby, and it was raining in Maui. But, it was beautiful.

My baby and I, waiting outside watching our Bryce inside in the car rental line up... she waved, a big brand new, "I just learned this today" wave... right to him. He looked as though he had just won the lottery. Her joy, his pride, our moments... the rain. All wrapped up in our life.

In that moment, my universe was perfect. I know that things can always change, that life can have its dark times, its sadness, its very big lessons. But, right then, in that moment, the three of us together, were our own brand of perfect.

Relationships are hard, agreed. They are a lot of work, yup. They are also easy to walk away from, unless you choose to lay down your ego, and see the other persons light.

In this life, with so many uncertainties, it really is nice to have you beside me Bryce. I get us. I choose us. I know, that every choice along the way, good and bad, I've made... has brought us, right here. Your choices too, every single one. Right here, with this marvelous little soul. It is all, it has all... been worth it. Everything.

Looking at Maisie Lu, I know, we've done all kinds of things right.

Happy Birthday BC. I love you. ox

On being beautiful

A few things have inspired this post lately. Its funny how that happens. It has come up in a variety of different ways, for a few different reasons. All in diverse forms, with the same core.

Pretty and beautiful are different.

Last night I watched THIS video. Where Katie Makkai defines the word "pretty". At the end of the video, I wanted to stand up and cheer. Yes, exactly.

There has been times in my life, where I haven't felt all that beautiful. We all have moments of insecurity, of feeling not all that hot. Why. Who am I trying to be, that I am not already good enough. Why would I feel down on myself? Because I don't have a particular brand of something, or a designer dress (or closet full of them). Who am I trying to look like? Be like? Does it matter? Strip us all down, put us all in paper bags in a field (I feel a photo shoot coming on)... and then what. Who is beautiful now? Take off the makeup. Who is beautiful.

Have you ever met someone who glows. Is radiant. Then wondered why they are? The other day, I saw a friend of mine, who I've seen a hundred times. She was glowing. Truly. Not bronzer, or makeup, like she said. Her joy, her light... truly was shining. Beautiful. That is beauty.

Ever seen someone inspired, or doing what they are passionate about? Beautiful. Recently another friend was preparing herself for her wedding. In Mexico. The room was spinning, time has slipped away, and her children weren't ready yet, and they were looking and clearly feeling a bit disheveled. The bride wasn't even close to being ready yet... she could have been caught up in the moment of it being her "special" day, but instead, she noticed her little girls feelings, and immediately tended to them, helped them. While she herself, was still a mess. "I can throw myself together in a second" she said. Putting the hearts and emotions of her girls before her own. Beautiful.

Acts of true love, real compassion, charity, grace... all beautiful. Being greedy, spoiled, unaware of your impact on the world... not all that beautiful. At least through my eyes.

Have you ever seen a man look at his wife/partner after she has just given birth. It is not necessarily a 'pretty' moment. But, she is beautiful, inspiring and remarkable. The look is awe. He is amazed, he is more in love with her than he ever has been. She is not wearing a thousand dollar dress, and her body is literally broken. But her spirit, her passion, her miraculous ability to give life, has left him speechless. I said to Heather after having Maisie, "but I'm a mess. A total mess". She replied... "but have you seen the way Bryce is looking at you". Then, I did.

Beautiful is the way you treat people. In every day life. How you interact with the janitor that cleans your classroom. Just because you are the teacher, and they are the janitorial staff... doesn't make you any better. Beautiful is how you react to situations in your life. How you make the best of the worst. How you could be cold, and mean and bitter... but instead, you decide to let your own light shine. Inspiring others around you. Beautiful isn't pretty.

Beautiful is compassion. Is warmth. Is love. Beautiful is a child's imagination, not their clothing.

Don't get me wrong. I am not going to walk around in a paper bag, with no makeup waving my broomstick around any time soon. I will buy Maisie adorable outfits. I like to feel good, I have the luxury to wear clothes that I feel flatter my strengths, hide my weaknesses, I am still a woman. But I also know, that nothing superficial will let me be amazing. That will be my job, from my core...out.

I am a work in progress, but like the video says... I will wear JOY. I will teach Maisie how to wear passion, and put on love and to show up wearing her brand new source of inspiration. They will be her most dazzling outfits. I will teach her to feel beautiful, from the inside out. Or, I will do my very hardest, make it my mission in life, to try and get through some of that to her. Let that be my legacy for her. That she will know that what really makes her special, and unique and miraculous, is that she is the only one of her, ever in the world. Others will have her same name, they will have the same shoes, but what can be incredible about her... is her heart. Her light. It is different and unique and sparkly without any fancy shoes... however, fancy shoes can certainly be fun.

Cherie and Jamie

I instantly loved Cherie. Instantly. There was no warming up, no gradually getting to know each other. I saw her, and was instantly like "Oh, Hi!" Like we'd known each other for a long time. She has the kind of smile and energy that makes you want to know her, want to be around her. Jamie is equally warm and you also want to know him. They are awesome. You'll see.

Cherie and Jamie were married at the Black Rock Resort in Ucluelet, BC. This resort, ranks as possibly my favorite wedding venue around. It is dreamy. Rustic. Elegant. You should go. You should see it. Misty west coast trails, jagged rocks climbing out of the sandy shores. A resort snuggled right in the heart of it all. Amazing. Go.

Cherie and Jamie, you both were warm. Engaging. Charismatic. Wonderful. Thank you, for sharing it all with me. See... you love her already. See, you love them. Don't you.

Just Because

Shannon and I were driving (with our wild dogs in the backseat) to Uclulet for a fabulous Black Rock Resort wedding (more on that to come). We tend to get all Thelma and Louise, when we're on the road. We got talking.

I had bought her a pendant a few days prior. A"Party Girl" pendant. It was supposed to be for Christmas.

I looked in my wallet, while Thelma was behind the wheel... "I got you a present!!!!" and gave it to her. We had a good laugh and got to talking about how we can't ever wait for Christmas, and how I am the queen of ruining surprises. I can't keep secrets either. If I have a present for you...you can be pretty sure, it will be tucked away somewhere clever, hiding. Then, the moment I see you, I have to root around and dig it out and give it to you rather enthusiastically. Just because.

In my mind, just because is right now. Just because means you are standing in front of me, and I love you. I thought of you, I got you something. I need to give it to you right now. Because these Thelma and Louise adventures happen, and have been happening for a while now... we are at the point that we rationalize instant gift giving, early Christmas spoiling etc, by knowing, that life is short. Life is fragile, and there are absolutely no guarantees of a tomorrow. Bryce hates that I talk like this, but I do it anyways. I believe it. Because of this, the party girl necklace brought a laugh and a smile to my friend Thelma. It is not sitting in a bag in my closet, waiting for Christmas.

I like Christmas, I just like it better, when its every day. When its giving, just for the joy of giving, and when you spread love... just because you can.

(Thought these images suiting, as no one knows how to live in the moment, and be totally wild, like Sako and Frank) Sako fights back!