Ask a woman who has given birth about that childbirth pain. More often than not she will note it had been excruciating. However, more often than not, she will also not be able to tell you based on memory what it really felt like. The memory of how […]
We are certainly cursed to be living in interesting times. Don’t know whether to laugh or laugh some more. I don’t want to say cry. Yet, as I was walking the city streets all masked up I started thinking about people crying. Crying a lot. Despondent. In pain. […]
Not grieving Not reeling But instead am peeling A burst of feeling Heart scaffolding teeming
There is much in life to celebrate. I truly believe that. Everyday I feel the need to either photograph the sunrise, belt out a tune or laugh a good belly laugh. Life is good. It can be. However, that doesn’t take away from the heartbreak one goes through. […]
Sharp shards of me Streaming down the coast Screaming for attention Sending frozen shivers across the back Subtlety in the background Silence needing to be extinguished Some dark days ahead, but Surely some light must emerge Shards of me shimmering in the moonlight
I’ve been in the corner Praying you won’t sink me under Cause you lose something you can’t replace Sinking weighted down by your cold stones Tried my best but didn’t succeed I should have known by now Stuck in reverse Hurt myself to see if I still cared […]
A couple of years ago, I was devastated by the Anthony Bourdain’s suicide. I loved his book Kitchen Confidential and his travel shows. I had watched every episode of his various travel and dining shows. His shows were personal and just like many others I felt connected to […]
I very briefly caught the news this morning. I do try to avoid much of it these days. It is repetitive and often devoid of real information. Hence, there is no real point in watching. However, I caught a few minutes this morning. And, I was struck by […]
It’s that time of the year. It’s the end of the first quarter. It’s the first day of the month. It’s April Fool’s Day. That last part makes me sad. My mother loved April Fool’s pranks. She would go all out. She’s not here to experience this one. […]
Despite loving dresses and high heels, as well as wearing them everyday, I have never been a very girlie girl. To some, that just doesn’t add up or make sense. I’m not saying I was a tomboy. But I just was never that into manicures (mani-pedis), for instance. […]
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