Holistic Headache

This morning, I woke up feeling like absolute dog shit. I rolled into the shower, my head throbbing with an emerging headache, before climbing back into bed, only to snap awake 30 minutes later (now running late) still feeling like absolute dog shit. Once I arrived at work, half alive, I had the insight to … Continue reading Holistic Headache

Anchorage Again: Part 1

We landed back in the Anchorage airport around 2:30 pm and headed back down the familiar, stretching hallway that lead to the rental car hub, just as we had the first time when we arrived days before. A projection of the Northern Lights adorned the ceiling, flickering between it's famous hues of luminescent green and … Continue reading Anchorage Again: Part 1

Last Morning in the Last Frontier

Ironically, I woke up gently on our last day. I was still tired, but I wasn't as groggy as I had been for the past week. I think it was somewhat from the dread of leaving. I spent a solid ten minutes awake but with my eyes shut, covers pulled up just below my chin. … Continue reading Last Morning in the Last Frontier

The End of the Earth

The last bit of our Sunday was bittersweet. We had our last dinner at the house, and when we sat to eat we noticed two spots had small gift bags with a cutout of the great state of Alaska glued to one side. "Those are for us," Megan whispered. I immediately felt giddy and guilty. … Continue reading The End of the Earth

Chasing Bears

Sunday was our last day in Cordova. It felt a little surreal at this point, as Gary and Libby had been overly generous in opening their home to us, and Megan and I had no problem settling into this dynamic. It was sort of conflicting remembering that we had an actual home back in Virginia, … Continue reading Chasing Bears

Guns n’ Roses

"I don't want to get up," I groaned, turning off my alarm with a lightening speed reflex that contradicted how sluggish I was feeling, and rolled over to ignore my responsibilities. "We gotta get up, we still have stuff to do before the banquet," Megan answered from across the room, somehow willing herself to get … Continue reading Guns n’ Roses