The young girl I used to be

Sunday, September 30 — 9:00 AM This day has been 9 months in the making. And as I sit here listening to the waterfall fountain at our Bangkok resort, I can’t help but wonder how did this small town Brooklynite get here. Small town Brooklyn may sound like an oxymoron to some but I cameContinue reading “The young girl I used to be”

a prayer for us all

We survived the first frost. We reveled in the glee of the first snow. And our city stood in solidarity unafraid, unhindered by the botched pipe bomb that went off this morning. There are no words. Our city is not the first to be inflicted with terrorism, and we will not be the last. HatredContinue reading “a prayer for us all”

Strength, Balance, A Rock

You live a healthy lifeĀ and hope you are doing the best that you can. There’s always room for self-improvement, and you make a promise to get better with each day. You go to Western doctors, you practice Eastern medicine. You eat kale and consider going gluten-free. You meditate, swim, do yoga. And then the callContinue reading “Strength, Balance, A Rock”

unrequited undertow

swimming, the action of propelling oneself in water by natural means using arms and legs, can also be used abstractly as both a negative representation of a sensation, where one is floating or reeling and a positive one where one proves to not go under and surmounts difficulties in their path. a lot of meaningContinue reading “unrequited undertow”

here is now

she’s a longtime friend. who’ll be there in a heartbeat, once she gets the call. your long-lost sister full of advice and laughter: who knows you so well. once upon a face when we met, before email: voices on the phone two lives connecting old-fashioned, memories shared: practical magic. navigation: on, the highway is stillContinue reading “here is now”

strong enough

this monotonous life: i thought I would be the one traveling the world. one city a year, in and out of love, never living in the past. these past twenty years all spent in one place. I had dreams of city lofts, houses by the beach. weddings, children, holding hands skipping far away. hopeful, openContinue reading “strong enough”

the incentive is you

This weekend was a wash, I worked later than planned on Friday night. That over exhaustion plus the dread of the blizzard that wasn’t, left little incentive to wake up early on Saturday. Tigger was in agreement, as he let me be for hours until Dad’s shoveling scraped my eyes awake. All in all IContinue reading “the incentive is you”