Musings about midlife, parenting, travel, and the tension of holding it all together.
Seeking Liminal Space
In Malapascua, Philippines, I went on a deep ocean dive to see hammerhead sharks (we did not in fact see hammerhead sharks). It was the early hours of the morning, and the ocean was a deep blue filtering into turquoise in the subtle morning light. As I sank deeper – the blue darker, the sounds…
Parenting from the Middle
I went into labor at 1am mid a multi-day international conference. Afterwards, a wise old colleague told me ‘she’s your legacy now.’ I didn’t fully understand those words at the time…
The Itinerary in My Spreadsheet: Blissful Belize
The trip was booked for 2025. Life had other plans. But the research is done, the itinerary is solid, and it’s still a trip I’d take if I could. For now the itinerary is sitting in my spreadsheet. I thought about dusting it off for summer 2026, we could make it work. But for now…
Chicken-based Philosophy
I’ve been thinking about a saying a former colleague would say to me: “Kiera, you can’t make chicken soup out of chicken shit.” It’s the pessimists approach to lemons, I suppose. And it makes sense. You can, however, make manure which might be less appealing than soup or lemonade, but is also just as useful.…
Between Home and Away 