Category: identity

How did he turn 15?

I am currently in a foreign country, having a glass of wine watching my son across the table. The waiter asked him whether he wanted a glass of wine as well. I chuckled and noted that he had just turned 15. The waiter shrugged and asked again. My […]

What a long day

I am truly hoping that I will get some sleep tonight. Actually, a lot of sleep. For me, that’s six hours. I would be ecstatic at seven hours but will happily take six. Sigh. I had one of those days where I did not have downtime. I woke […]

Writing is not static

What do you enjoy most about writing? Writing is an outlet. It’s my friend. It’s my pal. It’s my confidant. It’s my confidence builder. Words can be true and can serve as escapism. Words can enlighten. They can obscure. Writing provided comfort to my mother. She wrote poems […]

She was there in a box

The room was meant to evoke a sense of nostalgia. The room was supposed to provide comfort in the face of extreme anxiety. Her heart was pounding, and she needed some calming tea. She wanted a fainting couch. Actually, she wanted to run away. Everything here would serve […]