tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145162399808094942024-03-19T16:02:09.632-07:00Happy Hearts, Healthy HomeSome days we thrive, other days we survive. Tag along for the adventure! Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.comBlogger184125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-52470785070854696492024-01-16T06:58:00.000-08:002024-01-16T06:58:59.993-08:00Fulfill Your MinistryBenji's Dedication Ceremony Day!As it’s currently sick season, especially for toddlers, we weren’t able to make it to church last weekend. Thankfully we live in an age where services in many churches are streamed online, ours included. As I was listening to the sermon this afternoon, I was struck by the closing point in our pastor’s message as he wrapped up a series on Colossians. Pastor Matt Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-89735912450974275572024-01-06T16:04:00.000-08:002024-01-06T17:05:59.875-08:00Now is NowChristmas 2023When I first began blogging in 2014, it was to share my four month teaching journey in remote Alaska. I wanted a platform to share experiences and photos in one space. I also thought family and friends would be curious to learn of a place they might never get to experience for themselves. Four months turned to eight, and in the blink of an eye four years had passed. During that Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-86110275430682053402023-02-12T12:46:00.002-08:002024-01-06T13:41:03.797-08:00When Three Became Four My baby wasn’t breathing when she was born. I know that’s jumping right into things, but that sentence has lived in my brain for months whenever I think of writing this birth story. I am still processing a lot of emotions about the events of Ruth’s birth, but I want to get our story written while the details, even the traumatic ones, are crisp in my memory. It will be impossible for Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-43222906713185638122022-04-27T18:58:00.002-07:002024-01-06T13:41:54.467-08:00When We Became Three Do I think I will remember the crisp details from the day I birthed my first child until the end of my days? Of course I do. Am I aware of the way time begins to blur the crisp details of even our most important memories? Painfully so; but I suppose that’s the blessing and curse of aging. The beauty of written word is the way it allows you to step back into both the best and worst moments in Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-45394109394064109632019-02-11T03:47:00.001-08:002024-01-06T13:47:33.666-08:00Happily Hitched
When I moved back from Alaska, I had really hoped I wouldn’t fall behind with this blog, but here were are in February and it’s been awhile since I’ve touched base. Things have been going well, with nothing crazy taking place. I have been working hard to get my wellness accounts up and running in an effort to share my journey with others. It’s something that is near and dear to my heart and Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-88905292336400151582018-11-24T13:10:00.002-08:002024-01-06T13:47:50.598-08:00Giving Thanks and Talking Traditions
2014- My mailed tree
It’s been a little while, but oh what things I have to be thankful for in the time since I’ve last written. I’ll catch you up with a quick little recap before getting to the traditions talk! The last few months have been quite busy for Sam and I as we’ve settled in to lower 48 living again and recovered from moving and wedding preparations. We’ve enjoyed a lot of time Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-6952888049906725672018-10-07T17:55:00.000-07:002024-01-06T13:48:24.629-08:00Faith & Rainbows
The 1st Ryan Rainbow
Maybe this is your first read or maybe you’ve been around the blog with me a time or two. Either way, as I transition from bush teaching to living in the lower 48 again, I have been trying to decide what my posts should focus on. Writing continues to be my main outlet for emotion, expression, and creativity so I knew I wanted my posts to continue on after my Alaskan Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-58622152530373720162018-09-04T17:01:00.000-07:002024-01-06T13:48:45.160-08:00Letting Go
A new "first day" with my pup!
In a quiet Alaskan village, school started today. My kids found their way into new classrooms with new teachers or new groupings of students. While I will always call them my kids, they officially became someone else’s today. While some of them likely ran to school, others probably waited until the last minute to enter the doors. Ready or not, they found Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-82114729571348669172018-06-28T22:34:00.000-07:002024-01-06T13:49:05.180-08:00That's a Wrap!
I did it!!
Although my usual posts tend to be on the long side, I am going to attempt to make this one short and sweet. Today has been a long day and it brings to a close a long month which followed a long month (and year) before that. Needless to say, I am a bit tired and ready for a break. Luckily for me, today brought with it my very last class as a graduate student and I can Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-76297114572757341052018-06-10T00:03:00.000-07:002024-01-06T13:44:20.384-08:00Leaving Home
One last village walk,
on our way to the plane
This is a tricky one for me to write about as the reality of leaving Nondalton has not set in yet. Our last days in the village were packed with final visits, walks, and last minute packing. When I say last minute, I mean down to the wire, plane was coming and we were finishing up our packing and cleaning. Talk about stressful! I tried to Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-29390377300130540972018-05-19T09:09:00.000-07:002018-05-19T09:09:52.896-07:00The One About the Wedding Sorry folks, we’re taking a break from our regularly scheduled transition posts to focus on something else that’s been weighing on my mind for quite some time. This past year, the two questions I’ve been asked the most are “Where are you moving next” (or some variation) and “How’s the wedding planning going?”. Friends, family, new district staff, you name it, they’ve asked it. Which is great Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-17368809981733654412018-05-14T12:18:00.000-07:002018-05-14T12:18:37.275-07:00Transitioning from the Tundra: Part 2
Sam's taxi service
Well would you look at that, I made it around to a part 2! I will say that I am enjoying the rest that comes from my new unemployment status, as I sit here and write this at 9am on a Monday from the comfort of my couch. As nice as it is to take a break, I am a “doer” so I am already starting to get a bit restless in my inactivity. Sam and I enjoyed a week-long visit Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-76112263393798439872018-05-06T23:04:00.000-07:002018-05-06T23:04:59.462-07:00Transitioning from the Tundra: Part 1
Cessna enjoyed being out on Six Mile Lake
After four years, I think you as a reader and I as the writer can agree that we have covered quite some ground together. Maybe you’re my parents or a friend or someone I’ve never met who stumbled across this blog. Regardless of how you came to follow along or how long you have been on this journey with me, we have had our moments together. You’ve readPaige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-44084299771149500502018-05-01T22:54:00.000-07:002018-05-01T22:54:22.584-07:00Closing a Chapter
One last look before the move
Today was the first day of May! It also brought our end of year award ceremony, village clean-up, and community lunch. You see, these things happen on the last day of school each year. Though we’re letting out early, the events of the day were pretty much routine for Nondalton’s end of the year traditions. Except today was different.. Today, my day started with Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-69888154512023529822018-04-23T23:51:00.000-07:002018-04-23T23:51:17.365-07:00All Things April
Flattop Mountain
I’ve been meaning to get around to a new post for weeks now, but every time I get a "break", reality calls and reminds me of all that’s on my list and the changes coming my way. So the pressing, albeit fun-sucking, tasks have taken priority while my list of things to include in my post has gotten longer and longer. For example, I planned to start this blog hours ago and yet Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-86673962625512026092018-02-28T00:43:00.000-08:002018-02-28T00:43:58.985-08:00Paper Airplanes
The first plane of the day, with it's flat tire..
There were many times during my flight to Igiugig today that I visualized the many flights a paper airplane takes. The way they sometimes sail smoothly while other times they so easily get tossed off their course by a gust of wind. I have never really detailed what bush flying truly entails, such as the adventures, the emotions, the bonds thatPaige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-21031778412306087682018-02-24T19:24:00.003-08:002022-04-27T19:04:53.887-07:00Homeward Bound
The 1st journal to document my AK adventures
Three-and-a-half years ago, I packed up some rubbermaid totes with personal belongings and household items, filled my suitcase with warm clothes, and said “see you later” to everyone and everything I had ever known and loved. Three-and-a-half years ago, I took my first solo plane ride and journeyed about 4,000 miles from home to Alaska.&Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-70645577193422637892017-12-26T14:34:00.000-08:002017-12-26T14:34:14.740-08:00Dashing Through December
It's starting to look like winter!
I would have added November to the title, but it just didn’t sound as nice. Also, to be honest, I am having trouble remembering what the month of November consisted of other than a nice Thanksgiving gathering, snow, and continuous loss of daylight. There was a site visit to Igiugig at the end of the month which also carried into December, and as always Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-44912132633420353002017-11-12T21:00:00.000-08:002017-11-12T21:00:43.863-08:00October Month
Momma and Papa Scheer!
As I walked into the kitchen last week to heat up my coffee, our school cook looked to me and said “November month already?!”. Our shared disbelief at the passing of time led to some laughter and ended with me leaving the kitchen wondering where the past month had gone. Seemingly the same as September, October was jam packed with activities, and therefore it passedPaige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-10090783421348948462017-10-01T18:24:00.000-07:002017-10-01T18:24:10.367-07:00So Long, September
I <3 tundra walks
Hello October, where did you come from? This is a real question I asked my calendar today as I turned the page and looked at a new month before me. September passed by quickly and without pause. I was busy in college, student teaching was tiring, my first years of teaching have tested and exhausted me, but nothing compares to this year’s workload. I made sure to give Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-64639900223701129572017-08-31T08:34:00.000-07:002017-08-31T08:34:15.205-07:00Jumping in Feet First
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Soaking up the Florida sun!
Though I got plenty of rest during my stay in Florida, the beginning of the school year already has me running on fumes. Teacher inservice began Monday, my first class of the fall semester began last night, and students Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-77294899243860976522017-08-04T10:04:00.001-07:002017-08-04T10:04:46.915-07:00Juneau, Truneau, and Turning 25
2 humpback whales
This morning, after a week of recovery, I finally felt ready to open up my notepad and work on this blog post. My month in Juneau included a lot of computer time and papers written, so I needed to step away from the keyboard for a little while. However, I did promise at the beginning of the summer to be better about my posts, so here it goes..
A view from the Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-88168692509337337912017-06-25T14:51:00.001-07:002017-06-25T14:51:43.356-07:00June’s Journeys
Out on the tree farm<3
In trying to keep up with my summer goal of blogging more often, I wanted to put together a quick recap of my first phase of summer vacation. I call it that because each month of my summer vacation brings with it a different focus or set of circumstances. I suppose a fitting name for this first phase would be “recovery”.
As I mentioned in my last Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-32575444263426149362017-05-20T18:31:00.000-07:002017-05-20T18:31:44.326-07:00May Flowers
Boating on Six Mile!
Last week, after a seemingly never ending year, the reality of the upcoming summer break hit me like a freight train. My stress level was through the roof as I wrapped things up in my classroom, helped prepare for my student’s graduation ceremony, began packing for my summer travels, and cleaned up my apartment for the arrival of our last set of visitors. Paige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314516239980809494.post-29173157757231339522017-04-29T20:35:00.001-07:002017-04-29T20:35:51.188-07:00April Showers and What Not
Things are thawing out!
There have been times in the past when I have gone back and forth about what I would discuss in my post. Should I only talk about the good stuff? Do I let people in on the “ugly”? How honest should I be, can I be? It sometimes delays a post for days or even weeks. Truth be told, I started this post last week and had to leave it because I became too overwhelmed byPaige.Rigbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12585839732412780096noreply@blogger.com0