She knew this walk all too well. She knew where she would end up and how many steps it would take to be in the light. She didn’t love life. She didn’t hate it. There was just that. Amazing how life could be so mundane yet entrenched in […]
My throwback Thursday Wish: Tell me a story Storytelling these days appears to be a lost art form. Sure, there are many platforms on which people can write out their stories and day to day life moments. However, stories are often told in sound bites now and with […]
Seeing New York through the Photo Lens of Tourists A few weeks ago I wrote about the little conversations I overheard in New York as I sped walk to and from work. If you just stand still in any street corner you will overhear thousands of conversations that […]
Tell me a lie: I will laugh with you as you mend I have always considered myself a storyteller. I grew up entering storytelling contests and getting quite far in my endeavors. My mom was quite proud as she herself always wanted to be a novelist. Our […]
The Best Moment Award: Living for the Now and for mom’s penguin stories As we grow older, we naturally have more memories to look back upon. We naturally have more moments that we may wish to erase or relive. I was nominated for a WordPress Best Moments Award […]
On a whim, close to a year ago, I decided to start a blog. I started it as a practice run for a then upcoming work assignment. I have always been a storyteller but I didn’t know about this blog thing. It seemed vaguely exhibitionist-like and that it […]
“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 […]
Growing up in the South Bronx, where I was constantly reminded (or admonished depending on your point of view) that I needed to learn to cook in order to be a good wife in the future, I became a feminist as a point of rebellion. But I was […]
I always had a very active imagination growing up. Every Sunday I would perform for my mom-whether it was dance, singing or telling stories. I even won third place in a story telling contest when I was young. As a result of that effort, I won this amazingly […]
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