first blog...

Welcome, here is a little about me...


Hard to believe that I am just getting started on this blogging thing.... I've been told by many many people  that I should write a book. The ups the downs and all the stuff in between I  call my life.

So here I am . Today,  Monday Sept 29, 2014. The house is quiet, the must-do, green juice made, quiche out of the oven... morning list is complete and the space has been open...

My name is Macara Monroe Brachmann. I'm 44 years old and I have lived quite a life to date. It has been a life of being married to a Navy Seal, having 2 awesome boys.Living within a community which everyone was equals.... until retirement and we moved to MN....

I believe I said I received the crazy wife award for moving from Coronado CA to Northfield MN. What I can tell you is this. I learned more about myself in the 8 years I lived in Northfield than I could have ever imagined.

I want to give you a taste not an all you can eat version, so here it goes...

in 19 years I have received phone calls in the middle of the night saying , he's alive, I can't tell you anything else...

thought once he retired, life would find some type of "normal", NOT.....he went into contract work... gone more than when he was in the teams....

I always had to have a certain amount of detachment because of his line of work......

I never in a million years thought he would die, naked in the shower shaving....

Yes, Widowed at 41.

This is not a blog entry for the start of a sob story, but an entry for understanding where I came from and whom I have become when you read.

I'm not going to go into detail about managing the aftermath. I am not going to go into detail of the painful process of helping my boys through the devastation of him dropping dead and finding him in the shower. I am not going to go into detail about the crazy shit that goes through your mind while you process the death of a spouse.

What I am going to blog about is my life and how with rain, comes  rainbows and how the sun will always come again.... I listened to Andy Grammer's Gotta keep your head up, constantly as my go to song, The music would be blasting so loud, my boys and I would sing at the top of our lungs.... music therapy.... thank you Andy Grammer....

so here is where I am.... in the rainbow... I fell in love with an amazing man whom I have known since 7th grade. I know crazy huh? he knew me back when I seriously looked like Danny Partridge... no joke...

Steve had been widowed 3 years prior ,  with a son,(3 months younger than my youngest).... he was my pen pal, my ally, my olive branch... as it worked out... with whom my soul loves....I feel very blessed to have found love again. .I would have never guessed in a million years I would be where I am today. I trusted the process and wa-la we have a house full of boys and on this journey together.....

So here is the start of my story.... it is my hope that something here will peak your interest. I'm kinda funny , I'm not going to be grammatically correct all the time and will probably use a run on sentence or two along the way.What I want to mention is that we all have a gift. Andy Grammer's gift helped me. So I in turn will use this blog to speak of some valuable life lessons and gifts I have been given and would like to pass on...


At the end of the day, I hope you find enjoyment from this blog and want to return to see what the hell happens around my neck of the woods. How I try to maintain balance  while raising  3 boys, 1 special man friend , 2 dogs in a cozy bungalow in Reseda while the rest of our lives are in Agoura.... oh that's a whole other entry... how a house sells in 4 days, all cash 20 day escrow.... good times...

wishing you all the best,
Mac