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     It's been quite some time since I wrote my last entry. Our family took the most daring adventure by far and bought a tiny farm. This latest project involved packing, moving, and unpacking all our belongings, having a new house built, attending to the needs of our developing organic farm, and trying to do them all while having fun and making the experiences (both ups and downs) meaningful for the whole family.

     In a span of several months, we've gained and lost friends, moved away and have visited our dearest families in the city, learn new skills and unlearn old habits, and we grow more each day as we take in the values found in these duality that life has been presenting. It may be a roller coaster of emotions, from feeling grateful for having found the home we fit in to having doubts when things don't work as planned. But being together, all four of us, no matter what, and looking at the little things that bring us joy have helped us during the rainy days (literally, it also applies!).

     I am just grateful that I am a part of this awesome team! Our great adventures and daily life decisions may seem pretty ordinary to some people, but for me, and I hope for my husband and children too, they are inspiring! They are memories that involved some efforts or just something that happened spontaneously, but they are memories that are worth remembering. They are wonderful moments that I am blessed to witness and events that inspire me to write. So here I blog again, sharing some of the beauty and wonders of life, giving a little piece of me, and hoping to give a tiny spark of happiness to those who may read my humble creations.

We invite you again to join us in our journey!










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