Lately, I've been struck by the balance of old and new. When our worlds became smaller last year, so much of my day-to-day evolved into the same old routine. Now, just 18 months later, each passing day brings the return of a “new familiar.” Like the familiar feeling of walking into a restaurant, but for the first time in a while. The comfortable knowing of breathing in fresh air while walking the dog or going on a hike with the kids, now a new sensation. The casual yet essential act of hugging people you care about again, and not wanting to let go.
And notably my biggest "new" yet — Kindra. In these last 18 months, Kindra came to life, right here in my living room where I worked with my kids on three folding tables. The day I set out to make this dream a reality was the week Los Angeles closed. I thought it was only going to be for two weeks, and then I would really get started when the kids went back to school. We all know what happened next...
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