A Picnic with The Reeves Family

There was a lot of love in my household growing up; however, I was not brought up in a “traditional” home. My parents divorced when I was 11. My sister and I lived with my Dad for most of my life, and while he was working, we were usually at my Aunt Doris’s house doing craft projects, playing outside or playing board games. We usually spent the weekends getting in some quality Mom time.

Dearest Pinkies, it is our honor to re-introduce to you Nancy Slonim Aronie, our teacher, hero, and friend. It was at Nancy's workshop at Esalen that Joy and I met two years ago. This is a woman who was Owning Pink before either of us was even born. Ever-present in Nancy's inspiring anecdotes at the soul of the workshop was her son, Dan. Dan passed away a few weeks ago, and Nancy wrote a eulogy that captures him so well, we couldn't not share it with you. Most of all, her writing demonstrates the incredible power of love, the capacity of the heart, and the eternal nature of the spirit- how Pink is that? Thank you, Pinkies, for helping us hold space for and honor Nancy, Dan, and the Aronie family.