Home is fluid.

Opening up about my mother's story, an integral part of my story, has been comforting. I didn't feel the time was right before, but I always felt like I wasn't portraying my full self. I've decided to change that. I don't want to censor myself or worry about how what I put out into the world is received. Authenticity is important. I want to share my life more transparently, warmly and intimately. I'm building up my reserve of happy through photos and words.

I've traveled 'home' often and home in Phoenix will likely be a monthly event now. My sister has lived there for a decade and with my parents moving there last month, it feels even more right. Home is wherever my family is, as that saying about the heart goes. They lived in Columbus for 10 years, but the moment they left it had nothing for me. The only trip I took in college that wasn't with family was during my senior year. This was completely my decision and my desire. And I am so happy that spending time with them is not something I feel I should have done more of.

I spent a week working remotely from my parents' earlier this month. Many of my photos are of them, or of the mundane. Really whatever I find beautiful in the moment.

We went to the Desert Botanical Garden for Bruce Monro's Sonoran Light installation. Thousands of feet of fiber optic lights illuminating the desert landscape. Very pretty.

Not all backyards are created equal. The waterfall runs during the day and is one of the most pleasant sounds. 

Aziz is an easy subject.

Nature is too. Twin roses and refraction rainbows.

We LOVE to eat. It's really all we do and how we plan our time. Chinese food is a favorite.

Again with Aziz.

I really liked this moment. There's something really sad about how hugely manmade this scene is, but at the same time the sound of the water and the greenery is just so beautiful.

Sister time at Ocotillo for dinner and drinks.