Dark clouds are a thing of the past: I am now amused by the clouds When I was a young girl, my mom used to have a lot of good luck. Well, as much as a very poor person can have in the South Bronx. She was the […]
Now it is just down to one My road trip is nearing its end. Although I love road trips, it is about time to head home and have ready access to some comforts of life such as a coffee maker and know television channels. We have done a […]
On the Road: Youth and history intertwined This is it! The day has come where we are hitting our cross-country road trip. My six year old son plans to write a book of his adventures featuring his penguin toys. He will supplement his book with photographs that he […]
In loving memory of children-whatever age they are Ever since I gave birth nearly seven years ago my appetite for the local news diminished. It may seem like a weird association but let me explain. Before seven years ago, I could not get enough of the news. Any […]
The musical score of my life between New York and San Francisco My six year old son has no idea what is a cassette tape. He has no idea what a mix tape is. He looks at a CD and he thinks it is an XBox game. The […]
Lingering in the random moments of life Road trips, hiking adventures and even cruise ships. I love random adventures. There is nothing I love more (well, there are but…) than waking up, getting dressed and heading out on a completely unplanned random trip. A random trip jolts my […]
Longing for my little boy blue I miss my son. I miss him physically as I sit here in San Francisco and he is in New York. I miss his little big feet. I miss hearing all his crazy silly stories. I miss seeing him at night when […]
To be Pink is to be Divine Growing up in New York, I loved the color black. We wear black clothing day and night with a bit of spruced up highlights here and there. We wear black so often, here are about twenty different shades of black clothing. […]
Thanks for the Tabasco sauce mhttp://https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/journey/om: I love biting my nails I wear pink, high heels and ponytails. But I do not do manicures. No point to such an act as I have no nails to speak of. I bite and chew them. To many, my nails are […]
John Waters from wacky to mainstream could be my biographer I grew up in the South Bronx where I witnessed death, mayhem and despair. I also saw young kids take paths that led them out of such a situation. When I first left my neighborhood to go to […]
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