Adventurer. Mom. Lawyer. Immigrant (sort of). Canadian. Jewish. Adoptee. Skier. Hiker. Swimmer. Writer. Painter. Photographer. Where to next?

I used to joke that it’s a miracle I didn’t end up in a ditch somewhere. I’ve come to learn, it actually is a miracle. With a tumultuous upbringing and healthy ambition I’ve made a life for myself that for an outsider is pretty unimaginable. And yet here I am. A gift of the good life is one not to be squandered.

Born and raised in Edmonton, Alberta I spent the first decades of my adult life checking the boxes and creating a life worthy of the description “normal” - i.e. something entirely unique and unheard of in my own upbringing. But I did it. Degrees obtained, husband married, homes purchased, careers undertaken, 401Ks and 529s, child born - boxes checked.

And then we had a pandemic.

And the only thing that didn’t change was work.

Instead of fleeing our tiny condo to the suburbs like many of our friends we fled to Canada, where the Okanagan sun was a warm and welcoming presence, even on frosty winter days. Returning to our home in Washington, DC one year later and each day the walls caved in. But we couldn’t get out. Bike paths—too short. Hiking trails—too far. Ski “hills” not mountains. But work—always there. The “good life” I had worked so hard to create wasn’t really the one I wanted to live.

So I’m taking a life that was already unimaginable, and doing the unimaginable again. A fresh start. Putting family - first. Nature - first. Fun - first.

Because, well, why not? And how’s it going so far? Well, that’s what this is about.

Resilient. Always searching. Never giving up.