Remember.

Bella asked me tonight if I remembered the day of her birth. Boy, do I. I remember so many things, and yet, there is so much I do not remember. I remember the roads to the hospital – the route we took so many times. Too many times. I remember the look on my...

We’re Different, We’re the Same.

We’re Different, You and I. It’s true. We’re the Same, You and I. It’s true.     I believe in the value of reformed health care. You believe it is complete rubbish. We’re different. When my daughter was sick, you pitched in. You...

The Beauty of the Inhale

There are moments. Moments like this – in the midst of the chaos external and internal where there is Pause. It catches you off-guard. You literally stop in your tracks. Silence. The moment is so pronounced that you are acutely aware of your Inhale....

I Am Enough

We talk about dreams a lot. Have you noticed? In fact, we are an entire nation built upon them. We are a nation that freely bares our soul, shares our stories, and as such- people come from all over the world in pursuit of their own. I certainly am a dreamer. If I...

Clashing Symbols

My heart has felt so heavy lately. Has yours? And frankly, it has been less about the events of the world and more about the responses to it. Just yesterday, as I sat in a waiting room, I overheard a conversation that was borderline hate speech. And what I found so...

The Right Time.

I was enjoying myself. And if I thought about how much enjoyment I was experiencing, I felt guilty. We were in line for the Peter Pan ride at Disneyland. There is laughter all around me. A cool breeze keeps that Southern California heat at bay. My youngest, Abeni, is...

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