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Oklahoma City

Friday, December 14, 2018

Words & Photography
by Brittany Viklund



Where is the place you call home and why? I was born in southern CA, and lived there until we moved to New Mexico when I was ten. I moved to Tulsa, Oklahoma in 2011, and then two years later moved to Oklahoma City with my (at the time) boyfriend whose job moved him.

I got engaged and married in Oklahoma City. We bought our first house here, adopted three cats and a puppy, raised five foster kittens and one foster dog. Had two babies and one miscarriage. All of our babies' "firsts" have been here. I never thought I’d be in Oklahoma more than a year, and now I honestly can’t imagine myself anywhere else, even though at this point in our lives my husband’s work no longer keeps him here (he now works on his organization’s national team and could ultimately live anywhere).
We bought our first house here, adopted three cats and a puppy, raised five foster kittens and one foster dog. Had two babies and one miscarriage. All of our babies' "firsts" have been here. I never thought I’d be in Oklahoma more than a year, and now I honestly can’t imagine myself anywhere else...
Our roots are here and they are deep, despite the fact that none of our family lives anywhere close to us. We’ve started to talk about where we see ourselves, especially when the education of our boys comes into the conversation. It’s weird for us, we have no requirement to be here whatsoever, and yet we are consciously choosing to be here.

I don’t know what the future holds for us, so I collect keepsakes of the present moment, just in case our last days in Oklahoma sneak up on me before I realize it. This Mapiful print has the hospital at the lake where both of the boys were born, which was also the lake where Pat asked me to marry him. It has our wedding venue. Our favorite taco spot (Big Truck!). Our first apartment as newlyweds, and our first home. It has the downtown streets we used to ride our longboards on (pre-baby days), the little patch of land where we pick our pumpkins in the fall, and our Christmas tree in December. It captures so much, like the veins of my body, it’s the place that has given me my entire life, no matter where we end up next.

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Reading Time

Thursday, December 13, 2018

Words & Photography
by Jessica Strausbaugh


With the dark evenings and the cold temperatures outside, curling up in the warm house and reading book after book sounds so lovely. 
I would spend all of my time reading this Winter if I could. I'm really craving it since the time change. With the dark evenings and the cold temperatures outside, curling up in the warm house and reading book after book sounds so lovely. The truth is, I'm not sure I even finished more than one book this whole year. I'm going to start being intentional about taking a little time for myself to read.

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How Times Have Changed

Wednesday, December 12, 2018

Words & Photography
by Chelsea Lybeck


Sometimes it feels like it was only yesterday that I was checking the back seat of the car every five seconds to make sure my little 5lb. peanut’s neck was supported in her infant carrier.
Sometimes it feels like it was only yesterday that I was checking the back seat of the car every five seconds to make sure my little 5lb. peanut’s neck was supported in her infant carrier. Other times, it feels like I’ve been throwing french fries at her in her car seat non-stop for like seven years to keep her from banshee screaming when she’s hungry. Oh, how times have changed.

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Go Explore

Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Words & Photography
by Melissa Landrus



We gathered our knits, layer upon layer, and made the trek to our little piece of heaven. It was in the 30’s yet we still went! At the beginning of the year, I made a goal to take more hikes, get lost in nature, and teach my children to love the wild—to be wild. I am proud of them. I am proud of myself.
At the beginning of the year, I made a goal to take more hikes, get lost in nature, and teach my children to love the wild—to be wild. I am proud of them. I am proud of myself.
If I could give you one piece of advice today, it would be skip the playground and get lost! Go explore...touch, find, listen, breathe. There is so much beauty yearning to be found and to soak in. These sweet times have been growth for myself and the girls. They have taught us peace and patience, how to slow down, and how to never lose our wonder.

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Child-Free Time

Monday, December 10, 2018

Words & Photography
by Hannah Straughan


May you have a little piece of adult-only time in your week ahead, and may you not feel an ounce of guilt in relishing it.
Child-free time. Goodness me, I love the [tiny, dinosaur-adorned] socks off my boys, but let’s not be under any illusions that any of us can have a healthy mind without a little bit of it. May you have a little piece of adult-only time in your week ahead, and may you not feel an ounce of guilt in relishing it.
 

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