Oregon and Beyond

Blessed is This Life

I’m going to celebrate being alive. I’m also going to celebrate this child growing inside of me.

Yep, that’s right, I’m pregnant!  It’s clearly taken me awhile to announce on my blog, but our little boy is due June 2nd.  I’m now in the last week of me second trimester and doing very well.

Miel & James announcing their little one on the way, due June 2nd 2014.

I was at a Brett Dennen concert last week at the 9:30 Club in Washington, DC and was inspired by the lyrics of his song Blessed to share the news.  It reminded me of exactly why I am out in the world the way that I choose to be, whether it is around the world or around the corner at our local concert venue.  Just like my twin sister, who saw Brett at a live recording at Kink radio in Portland with her six month old Teagan.

We only have one life, but we do have the opportunity to give life to another.  It is a crazy and amazing part of life that I feel blessed to experience.

You may be wondering, as I do, what this will mean for my wandering ways.  Truth is, I can’t really say.  The only thing I know for sure is that having a child will change my life forever more.  He’s already been with me to Burundi, Kenya, and the Philippines, so he’s got a jump on the traveling lifestyle en utero.  He was even with me when I enjoyed my numerous runs in Bujumbura and Nairobi, including a 14 mile run that felt like a lovely run in the arboretum.  Little did I know I was pregnant to boot!

I’ve also shared several posts on how Ben Harper has inspired me over the years.  I’ve been fortunate enough to see him at least a half dozen times over nearly the last twenty years.  Looking forward to having both artists inspire me during the birth of our son.

In Peace,


Carry On

As I settle back in after yet another trip overseas, I consider the bizarre balancing act that a traveler and professional like myself goes through from one day or moment to the next.

24 hrs en route and already a mountain email has piled up. My first day back in the office and I juggle between countries and continents, rarely able to finish one task before another pulls me away. For each country, it is for them as if they are my only priority, and yet I still have to juggle back to the next urgent priority.

I simultaneously attempt to catch up at home, cleaning, shopping, laundry, the normal routines that still build up while traveling. I look at my social schedule for the month and see that there are already an inordinate number of volunteer and other engagements filling up my calendar.

In the end though, you carry on. Somehow it all gets done. You learn to move from one part of the globe to another with relative ease. Overall I couldn’t be happier to be home.