Burke Williams. ‘Nuff said.

I just had a long weekend off. We spent the last “first Friday” in Santa Cruz watching the sunset and then crashing all kinds of parties, saying farewell, enjoying other people’s company, getting energized.

Saturday we cancelled our AT&T contract and then spent the entire afternoon getting pampered at a spa in Santana Row. Last time we went there was for Allie’s wedding.

This time was special. The four of us, relaxing. I felt like a soft noodle after 50 minutes of exfoliating and massage. The jacuzzi, the soft whispering, the dim lights, the free and abundant fruit and tasty lemonade. The smells and the heat, the bubbling water, misty rooms, and ice towels by the jacuzzi.

Last week I had a spur of energy, as I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I don’t feel as suspended. I keep remembering that faith is not having a clear plan and path ahead, but trusting even when a positive outcome seems nearly impossible.
We found a buyer for our car.

We has the most delicious and lavishing dinner, paired with my new favorite: lemon-drop. We shared stories, laughed wholeheartedly and made great memories. Mom is so cool! And she has two equally amazing daughters. And I am privileged to be part of the family.