When I was a young girl, I had a lot of hair issues. I had very curly hair. Extremely curly hair. Still do. However, my family was, for the most part, a straight hair one. My mother had no idea how to tame my curls. She […]
My mother believed deeply and ferociously in the power of dreams. She completely felt that dreams carried much meaning and that they were often prophetic. She must have had over 100 dream dictionaries while I was growing up. She slept with one on her nightstand. I would often […]
Admittedly, I have been obsessed with my house move. Everything about my move into my new (but really old) Los Angeles house has been fodder for venting, reflecting, and rejoicing. It’s been trying times. It’s been fun times. It’s been tiring times. We are several weeks […]
The day you were born everything was new Still, I kept the whispers of history close by I kept it all for you. You brought an extra bright light into my life You made me laser focused You provided a multi-angled prism from which to live You laugh […]
My son, the light of my life, is about to turn nine years old. A week and a half left for me to enjoy his eight-year old self and brain. As an eight year old, he started solving more and more problems independently and liked it. He enjoys […]
Packing can be tedious and boring. Actually, it is both. However, it also can be cathartic, energizing and a beautiful nostalgic walk down nostalgia lane. I’ve been packing at a rapid rate but also carefully looking at each piece of clothing. Memory lane is jam-packed. In all my […]
Pack, pack, and pack some more. While packing and doing more packing, I have to sort out like 100 other things at the moment. When did life get so hectic and complicated? I’ve got physical therapy, I’ve got regular work and then I have work work. On top […]
According to my son, a few moments ago, we as a family move every year. That’s not necessarily true. It may be perhaps 1.5 years or 8.5 months. Yes we are moving again. However, this time we are moving into a house that we are purchasing. Fingers crossed […]
Can you tickle yourself? My son tries quite often to tickle himself. He repeatedly assures me that he can. I don’t really believe that. He offers his laufhter as proof. I often explain to him that he probably laughs when he tickles himself because he cracks himself up. […]
While on the treadmill this past week, I noticed a commercial for a live action show that I thought my son may really like. As such I had to make a mental note to myself that I couldn’t forget in the midst of all my work. […]
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