“I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.” ― Walt Whitman, “Song of Myself” Empathy. Do you have it? Do you live it? Do you experience it? Does it guide you? Many may reflexively say “yes, of course”. But […]
Many, many years ago, in the kooky land of Washington, DC, I worked for the federal government. It was a time of great turmoil in which a president rued the day he laid hands on a certain blue dress. It was a time in which the various sectors […]
“It’s a moment that I’m after, A fleeting moment, but not a frozen moment.”- Andrew Wyeth Many of us cherish the early years of our children. I often look at my son and get a little sad at how quickly he is growing up. I loved his little […]
My heart just aches at this latest tragedy. One hundred forty four (and counting) injured. Many of the injured will undergo amputations. An eight year old boy dead. It just breaks my heart. Six square blocks cornered off with sneakers and bags left behind. April is a month […]
“What’s your prequel Heather?” I am sure you have heard of “do overs” and how we rarely ever get one in life. We may often regret our actions and perhaps as a result we may learn from our mistakes, changing for the better. At times we may just […]
“Isn’t it appropriate that the month of the tax begins with April Fool’s Day and ends with cries of “May Day!”?” I just got back from Italy, having spent nine full days there gorging myself on carbs, wine and amaretto. Upon arriving home, I looked out my back […]
My name is Luka. L.U.K. A. I’m four years old and I just visited Italy with my mom and dad. They are pretty cool people, although they are an itsy bitsy obsessed with having me experience the world. Perhaps you read my past guest blog entries on Japan […]
Growing up in the South Bronx, my favorite catholic celebration was Easter Sunday. It’s not like we would go on an Easter egg hunt through the crack houses or anything like that. I actually never participated in an Easter egg hunt until two years ago when my baby […]
Don’t know why, but the flight out to Rome just seemed to take forever and ever. Couple that feeling with a slew of airport mix-ups (stroller lost; driver gave up; phone just wouldn’t work) that by the time we reached our hotel we were beat. But of course, […]
It is 8:24 am. Three cups of coffee, two coke zeros and one bag of gummies and I am still tired. And I have six meetings to look forward to throughout the day. That is, six meetings that I know of. Who knows how many countless unexpected crazy […]
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