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 […]
Afloat in my travels Joy, unbridled joy from the mountain tops above floating over grass How I long to be back in the air over a mountaintop or to see my boy jumping for joy at a newly discovered ability
Magical Realism My mom said good things come in threes: And she was right My mom lived by her book of superstitions and dream interpretations. There was no such real book other than what existed in her mind. Every morning we’d get up and share our dreams. Only, […]
The still air is no match for a six year old boy Luka, unlike his parents, seeks wild adventures and people connections. There is no kid, adult, or forest he fears approaching. As far as psychological temperament goes, he is most assuredly securely-attached. Breastfed until 16 months despite […]
Strawberry Shortcake: Like Mother Like Son As I walked past the tourists waiting to board a San Francisco Trolley, I saw many of them (despite the fogginess) holding onto their ice cream cones. I did a double take when I saw a little boy with a cone […]
The Comfort of Animals on a Blue Monday It has been three years since my beautiful doggie Milo has left this realm. Every time I see a smooshed-face dog, I am reminded of him and I’m tempted to run up to the dog and hug him till […]
It is international woman’s day today: Although that is every day for me Everyday is a cause for celebration. Yes, that sounds a bit new age. I am, however, referring to the fact that these days every day is an official observation of a movement, illness or food. […]
Controlling the nerves even when sad When I got on a plane from New York to Spain when I was 16 I was nervous. I was scared of how I would fit in and how I would make my way there on my own. I boarded the […]
Letting Go of Things as you Move On: How do you Choose? I have now started in earnest to pack my suitcase and some boxes for my move back out to California. I move in a week and a half but I have known of this move for […]
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