it takes love


i rarelytalk about it but i had a traumatic childhood. my family was dysfunctional and i was buried beneath layers of abuse. i blamed them, i blamed myself and i blamed the world.i was angry. i carried my anger with me everywhere and fought my way through my young adult life.

and then i found love.

it wasn’t easy. i was accustomedto fighting, so i fought the love. my love then (who is my love now) kept strong for years and showed me that our love was better. better than anger, better than pain, and full of brightness. i forgave my family. i stopped carrying that darkness with me and ever since my life has been lighter, warmer and simpler.

i am overwhelmed by the violence, fear and hate raging through our world. it would be easy for us to continue down the path of anger. retaliation. ragefeeds rage. the problems we have are not simple and the path to love isn’t easy. change isn’t easy. i knowfrom my own experience that love can heal. it can be as little as a kind gesture during your morning commute or volunteering your time. if we took a moment everyday to add love into our world maybe we could chip away at the anger. it won’t be easy all the time and it may take years.

but i believe a world full of love is worth the work and the wait.

love in paris


happy anniversary to my sweet, thoughtful hubbahubba who proposed to me in paris!

midnight in paris + more


team everyday love will be at two shows this weekend (yikes)! APE in san francisco and the pumpkin festival in half moon bay – hope to see you at one ^_^ i will be taking a few days off after to recover… back sometime next week!

237 steps


i studied french in high school and i always wanted to visit paris. four years ago i found some cheap tickets off-season and booked them on a whim. the hubbahubba came home to “we’re going to paris!” luckily, he’s used to my spontaneous and impulsive actions.

we were in paris for a week and visited sacre coeur. as we got closer we saw that there was a stairway to the top dome, but we had spent the whole day walking around and i was tired. he pushed me, and we climbed 237 steps to the top – the view was beautiful, the highest in all of paris. we were already informally engaged, and never saw the reason to make a big deal over engagement since it seemed like we simply belong together.

at the top of the dome he completely surprised me. he proposed (even though we were already engaged) because according to him, everyone deserves an engagement story… and now, we have one. ^_^