Dear Sweet Sedona

Once again, it has been quite some time since I have had the opportunity to write.  I have had some major life events happen since my last entry, 14 months ago, but before I begin my blog makeover, I wanted to end a chapter of my life with whom I owe so much to.  I was not sure how I wanted to approach this post, so I decided on a letter.


Dear Sedona,

My Girl.  My sweet baby girl.  I have been trying to gain the courage to write this in hopes it will heal my heart. I started this letter in January. Some days I smiled and laughed as I wrote about you, and there were other days the tears would not allow for me to get my thoughts typed out.  Either way,  I wanted to take my time remembering all the years we shared with one another. Years of memories that I will forever hold in my heart.


People have told me that dogs are Angels on earth.  I believe that more than ever.   That day in February, you chose me just as much as I chose you Sedona.  It was the first day I laughed hard.  Something I hadn't done since my Dad passed away, and it felt so good to do so. I didn't know it that day, but the way you nestled your head into my neck at the shelter, that would be so incredibly special for you and I for years to come. I miss it. I miss you.


Walks  became a part of my new life with you. Three walks a day to be exact.  Do you know we took over 10,000 walks together?   In New York I would cherish the gorgeous fall days with you. Despise the frigid I cant feel my hands or feet days, and think about the pounds falling off in the dripping wet humid Summer days.  You hated the rainy days and because of that, you figured out how to walk under an umbrella with me.  Goodness, you were smart. Sometimes too smart. You knew when you were were tired and wanted to go to sleep in our room. You would come tell me so I could put your bed in there.  Noise level was also a thing with you. If the TV was to loud, you stood in front of my face blocking the TV to tell me and then would go back into the bedroom. If I didn't turn the volume down, you would be sure to come tell me again a few minutes later until I did.  I think about some of the things you would do as I write this and I smile. Special does not even begin to describe you.

When it came time for us to leave New York, what helped me get through the adjustment was you.  I hadn't been back to Arizona since Dad's funeral. I was scared and nervous but I was excited for the parks and less crowded sidewalks for us to use together. There were a lot of tears shed that first year, especially when we laid in bed at night. Just having you next to me made me feel we were going to be okay.  Eventually the time came that I was ready to visit Dad's resting place, you were by my side then too.  I can remember that was when we truly began to understand one another. You started to look at me in a way I had never been looked at by a dog before.  I could literally hear what you were saying through your eyes.  Only a few people picked up on our secret, and acknowledged that you were trying to tell me things.  What they didn't know,  I knew exactly what you wanted and when and I would be the one that would help speak for you when needed.  Okay wait, you had your moments when you spoke loud and clear for me too; especially when it came to who I dated. :)  There was the time you chewed that guys wallet, including all his credit cards and money. Oops.  And the one guy's leather shoe.  Oh, and the bible of another guy. HAHA. The best part, these guys tried hard to show they weren't angry in front of me and I literally couldn't help but laugh  out loud. The best part, you were right every single time in that those guys were not right for me.  When the time came to meet the man that I was meant to spend forever with... It took you a little bit of time to let your guard down, but when you figured out he was a keeper, you were quick to let me know I will forever be thankful to you.



Nine. That is the number of homes we shared together and you were the only thing that was consistent in my life in those 9 moves. We always made friends quickly with the neighbors because of you. It got to a point people would hold conversation with you and you only.  It did not matter what time of day or where we were, people of all ages went out of their way to come see you. You had one special soul my girl.

November 2017.  You turned 10 but I never looked at you as old.  People pointed out how gray you had become, but you didn't slow down so I never noticed.  Do you remember that one day we were on a walk and a sweet Grandma called you an Old Girl?  You looked at me with this look "Am I really?"   I smiled and whispered "you aren't old my girl."  In my heart I knew our time together was starting to run out, but I was unaware just how quick.  April came, and Chad proposed to me!  You were there to see it all and even when he was down on one knee with the ring box open, you thought the ring was a treat for you! lol.

 Of course the year flew by. Too quickly.  It was a busy year full of planning and out of town guests for all the wedding festivities.  I am so happy you were able to see everyone again because they all loved you just as much as I did. My brain was on wedding planning overload, but I always had our daily tradition to look forward to. The days we just sat in the grass together watching kids play ... it was something I yearned for.  So peaceful.

The wedding quickly approached and the strangest thing began to happen. There were days I would glance over at you sleeping and a tear would fall down my face.  I have no idea why that started to happen and it bothered me because I knew I was being told something, something I was not yet ready to hear.  The only way I knew to handle what was happening was to kiss your head and quietly ask you not to leave me yet.  You always opened your eyes and licked my tears reassuring me it wasn't time.

November 30th the night before the wedding I did not feel well.  I think the planning and stress of making sure everything would run smoothly at the wedding finally got to me.  It's funny Sedona,  I never would have thought the night before the wedding and the morning of would be come one of the most treasured times with you.  Looking back now, I feel thankful to have had that time together. It was just you and me in the hotel room...just like the good old days. The morning of the Wedding, we had one of the absolute best mornings.  You hear stories of how brides freak out when they wake up that day. Not me. We sat at the hotel restaurant and split the yummiest breakfast. I couldn't have asked for a better start to the day

Your presence that day, calmed my soul and made me smile.  As for your flower girl duties, you were exactly what I always dreamed about. So classy and oh so beautiful. The pictures with you  they are everything I could have ever wished for.



Two weeks after the wedding you started to not feel very well.  This was the first time in your life I couldn't help you.  I tried absolutely everything and it tore me apart to see you that way.  Those days were some of the hardest days I have had to go through.  I know you knew our time together was over long before I knew, and I can only love you more for holding on as long as you did.  I truly believe you felt okay to go because you knew I was finally in good hands. My dear neighbor whom you loved very much, told me you would let me know when you were ready to go to heaven.  I didn't understand what she meant until you did just that.  On our last night together, you were so very weak my girl, but you found the strength to crawl into my lap and rest your head on my hands. I could feel you telling me it was okay to let you go. That you were ready.  I had spent the two weeks trying so hard not to cry in front of you, so you wouldn't see me hurting, but at that moment, I could.  I was able to thank you for what you had done for me. You had done more than I could have ever hoped for Sedona. I did not sleep that night. I was so very scared. Scared to begin a life without you.  Our time together ended the way we started.  Sat in the back seat of the car with your head on my shoulder and the wind blowing through our hair. I held you so so tight. I didn't want to let you go.

I miss you every single day Sedona.  Anyone who knows me knew you because of how much joy you brought to my life for the last 10 years. The amount of messages I received about you after you went to heaven made my heart melt.  10 years of friends and people who you made smile.  I am constantly reminded of you whether its when I drive by our park, or when I see some of your friends around the neighborhood. If I'm lucky, I see you running in my dreams.    It hasn't been easy living my life without you by my side. You were more than a dog Sedona, you were my angel that gave me the strength and love during times I needed it the most.  We will see each other again my girl. And when we do, I look forward to that hug.






Sometimes We Don't Get A Choice...

I started thinking about life on my run the other day. I know, such a complex topic, but that is where my mind wandered and I went with it.  

Do you ever feel LIFE is similar to those books where you get to choose what ending you want?  I use to love those books. There was something so intriguing to me to have the power to decide things for the character in the story, yet the outcome ended up ultimately being the same no matter what the reader chose.

We all are faced with choices in life. Some easy, while others not so much.  But at the end of the day, the choices we make, play into a larger predestined picture. A picture I am thankful for so far.

November 14th.

36 years ago my older sister Marissa Cristina graced this world.  She would be my Mamacita's first child and first daughter. Three years later, Marissa became MY first sister. And my very first Best Friend.


Marissa and I probably look the most alike out of all my sisters, yet we are almost opposites when it comes to personality.



As the oldest, responsibilities automatically come with the title, and although Marissa was not given the choice of being the oldest sister of 4, she could not have been a better person for the task at hand.  I am pretty sure someone pretty darn special up there already knew this though :)

Goodness, from her beauty, to her athleticism to her brains. You name it, I wanted to be a carbon copy.

We were in our first band together. AKA Christmas Concert for the family haha. 

And we always rocked our SUPER CUTE holiday outfits together
Don't be jealous


We raised our first dog Freckles together. That year, on Christmas Eve night, when we were taking part in our annual "Spy on the presents" in the middle of the night event, I thought Santa brought us a Pig.  She reassured me it wasn't a pig.

Summer time was my absolute favorite. I was able to spend all day with Marissa swimming and playing games! Balloon Volleyball, Hand Baseball, and my absolute favorite... Super Market Sweep

 Lets see, in Middle School I ran for Nation Honor Society President because Marissa was President.
Look at this babe!
and therefore I had to be President, yet when I won I am pretty sure I said "shit."  

In High School, Marissa was a track star so guess who HAD to try out for track? Yup me. Except I absolutely hated running for fun haha.  I showed up for the first practice, and I felt so cool standing next to my senior sister, and they gave the workout for the day. It was something crazy like six 400's, six 200's and ten 100 meters. I turned to her asking her if they were for real. haha. The best thing that came out of me doing track for my first and last year, was that I was able to run the relay with her. It was honestly the best.

 From the time I was in grade school all the way until Freshman Year of High School, no matter who asked, a boy, a teacher, a coach..."Are you Marissa's little sister?" Without skipping a beat I would say "Yes I am" with the biggest smile.  How lucky was I to be her sister?!  The luckiest.








We are now in our 30's and we only grow closer with time. We usually get out conversations in when we are both driving home from work and we have no distractions. I cherish these times so very much.  We laugh about our silly reality shows we watch, or give each other advice on what may be going on in our lives at the moment. And even in our 30's, she continues to amaze me.. As a person, a sister, a wife and a Mom, and I am beyond proud of the person she is.

I didn't get to choose my older sister and very first best friend, but I could not be happier with the choice that was made for me,  

I love you Marissa, Happy 36th Birthday,






Sometimes We Don't Get A Choice...

I started thinking about life on my run the other day. I know, such a complex topic, but that is where my mind wandered and I went with it.  

Do you ever feel LIFE is similar to those books where you get to choose what ending you want?  I use to love those books. There was something so intriguing to me to have the power to decide things for the character in the story, yet the outcome ended up ultimately being the same no matter what the reader chose.

We all are faced with choices in life. Some easy, while others not so much.  But at the end of the day, the choices we make, play into a larger predestined picture. A picture I am thankful for so far.

November 14th.

36 years ago my older sister Marissa Cristina graced this world.  She would be my Mamacita's first child and first daughter. Three years later, Marissa became MY first sister. And my very first Best Friend.


Marissa and I probably look the most alike out of all my sisters, yet we are almost opposites when it comes to personality.



As the oldest, responsibilities automatically come with the title, and although Marissa was not given the choice of being the oldest sister of 4, she could not have been a better person for the task at hand.  I am pretty sure someone pretty darn special up there already knew this though :)

Goodness, from her beauty, to her athleticism to her brains. You name it, I wanted to be a carbon copy.

We were in our first band together. AKA Christmas Concert for the family haha. 

And we always rocked our SUPER CUTE holiday outfits together
(Sense the sarcasm)


We raised our first dog Freckles together. That year, on Christmas Eve night, when we were taking part in our annual "Spy on the presents" in the middle of the night event, I thought Santa brought us a Pig.  She reassured me it wasn't a pig.

Summer time was my absolute favorite. I was able to spend all day with Marissa swimming and playing games! Balloon Volleyball, Hand Baseball, and my absolute favorite... Super Market Sweep

 Lets see, in Middle School I ran for Nation Honor Society President because Marissa was President.
Look at this babe!
and therefore I had to be President, yet when I won I am pretty sure I said "shit."  

In High School, Marissa was a track star so guess who HAD to try out for track? Yup me. Except I absolutely hated running for fun haha.  I showed up for the first practice, and I felt so cool standing next to my senior sister, and they gave the workout for the day. It was something crazy like six 400's, six 200's and ten 100 meters. I turned to her asking her if they were for real. haha. The best thing that came out of me doing track for my first and last year, was that I was able to run the relay with her. It was honestly the best.

 From the time I was in grade school all the way until Freshman Year of High School, no matter who asked, a boy, a teacher, a coach..."Are you Marissa's little sister?" Without skipping a beat I would say "Yes I am" with the biggest smile.  How lucky was I to be her sister?!  The luckiest.








We are now in our 30's and we only grow closer with time. We usually get out conversations in when we are both driving home from work and we have no distractions. I cherish these times so very much.  We laugh about our silly reality shows we watch, or give each other advice on what may be going on in our lives at the moment. And even in our 30's, she continues to amaze me.. As a person, a sister, a wife and a Mom, and I am beyond proud of the person she is.

I didn't get to choose my older sister and very first best friend, but I could not be happier with the choice that was made for me,  

I love you Marissa, Happy 36th Birthday,






Summer Summer Sista Time

Summer has ended, or so the calendar says.  Temperatures in Arizona are still in the 90's but it looks to be the last week of that.  I hope.  

As I sit here (pretending I am in New York looking at all the beautiful Fall leaves on the trees), I can't help but smile. I had a really nice summer full of  wonderful memories.

In August, I was fortunate enough to make a quick trip to see my niece, nephew, sister and brother in law in Boise.  I was even more fortunate that my sweet boyfriend met me there AND met Marissa for the first time (insert big eyes emoji here haha).  He gave Colton the coolest gift.. a bat he made!


 I always feel one of the best things about visiting Marissa and Josh is that no matter where they live, their home always feels so welcoming and relaxing.

This view of their backyard might help a little with that feeling


I spent Friday with my favorite little man Colton.  He made me laugh and kept me on my toes... He actually kept me on my toes SO much that nap time was very necessary and beneficial for  us both :)



Saturday was dedicated to things that start with "F" apparently. 
FUN----FAMILY and Fishing?  With that said, we needed worms.  EW and Gross.  
So after breakfast we had to go get some and here I was thinking Petsmart.  No, no, no. Silly Andrea.  Why would we stop at Petsmart when we could stop by a gas station for worms. Wait for it, Wait for it...

 Worms that come from a vending machine.


This was a first for me.  And yes, THIS IS FOR REAL.  No photoshop here.
Emersen thought it was soooooo funny how grossed out her Tia got.
Worms are not my thing. Like not at all.



 Fishing Buddies 

 The cutest fisherMAN I know


My Older Sista! 


Saturday night Josh and Marissa had a BBQ and it really was a lovely time and so very nice of them to do that for us.  I didn't take any pictures but one of Marissa's friends took this one of us.

I love this  


Sunday came before we knew it. :(  I wasn't ready to say by to these 2 faces ( AND the other 2 faces that were running around outside when I took this picture).





Until next time Boise.


Next Stop... Redondo Beach, California to see Valerie and Carl.   Labor Day in AZ is miserable. If I can find a way to escape the heat for the holiday weekend I try and do so to keep my sanity for the remaining part of summer. This year Valerie and Carl moved from Seattle to Redondo, and I couldn't be happier we are only a drive away from one another now. I have never had my family this close to me before and it is WONDERFUL.

We packed Chad's truck up and off we went.


This was the first time Sedonas "ESA" aka Emotional Support Animal license came in handy.  Poor Dug had to stay home because Valerie's apartment didn't allow dogs.

Beach Life tugs at my heart every time I go.  It makes me smile and so did seeing this face.


Valerie and Carl's apartment and neighborhood were super cute. Saturday night was "Going Out" night.  I knew I was going to have to keep up with these little Party Animals and it wasn't going to be an easy task for me. haha. 

Carl are you attempting a duck face?





Chad without a hat!

We had fun alright.  And then I decided I wanted to show my Mom how I felt like a GIANT next to Valerie.  But I was laughing so hard it took a couple of tries.

Try #1


 Try # 2


Try #3--Carl finally had to take one for us





We sat outside a bar for 10 minutes drinking coffee (haha) and then we got bored and left.
Sunday was BEACH DAY woowoo!

The morning started with taking Sedona to the Beach.  This is only her second time going and I will let the video do the talking :)



The afternoon was Beach time for the adults.


 I should have taken a picture of Chad and Carl frolicking in the ocean but I was in my relaxation zone. And it was oh so lovely.  Later on that evening we had this..


 Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah. Carl slow cooked pork on a special grill thingy mcbob all day, and it was absolutely amazing.

And just like that, our trip to LA came to an end.  It was so much fun and such a nice way to end the Summer.