modern day warriors: this is what feminism looks like

23 January 2017 Today marks the 17th anniversary of my mom, Lucia Romano Preziotti’s death. For those who knew her personally–sadly only a handful of people left in my life–she was the kindest soul with the strongest heart, a believer in the underdog, and a supportive if quietly reserved #feminist. Born in the late 20s,Continue reading “modern day warriors: this is what feminism looks like”

there is magic in the quiet dawn of a new day

23 January 2016 It was a quiet dawn of a new day very much like this one (minus the blizzard warning). The living room was rearranged earlier in the weekend so she could see the snowflakes in the moonlight. Dad and I were watching Lauren Bacall play an American governess in North West Frontier. WeContinue reading “there is magic in the quiet dawn of a new day”

fresh snow, the sting of losing a loved one

23 January 2015 It was a quiet night like this one except it might have been snowing. The room was rearranged earlier in the weekend so she watch the snowflakes in the moonlight. We were watching Lauren Bacall play an American governess in North West Frontier. We had said goodbye to my brother and hisContinue reading “fresh snow, the sting of losing a loved one”