I look for signs of my destiny in my childhood sometimes.  I can’t find any.  Not even a small tiny memory that could indicate the future.  “You must have always been a writer,” people say to me.   And the answer is always, no.  Not only was I not a writer, I didn’t even learn to write and speak English until I was a young adult. …

I know this letter matters.  To the person who reads it while sitting alone on the floor.  In bed.  Standing in front of the kitchen sink.  Feeling brutally unseen.  Stuck in a timeless non-validating nature of their life.  I write this for you.  I don’t really care for the person who has been loved by many.  Who lives comfortably and laughs out loud while on…

Last night I cooked a meal with my girls. We did the whole recipe.  You know, found a recipe, went to the grocery store, got all the ingredients and then spent hours cooking and baking.  I also got myself a glass of wine while I was cooking.  Had a piece of cheese.  And it hit me.  Of course I knew what I am about to…

It is one of the hardest things to do. It took me three years to do it. If it wasn’t for my moving from my house at the time, it may have taken me a lot longer or maybe never. How do we let go of all the personal belongings and clothing of our loved ones who are no longer in this physical world. For…

I am not going to lie, I am tired. Moving from one reality to another requires your brain to be going into manual gear 24/7. Nothing is familiar. Everything is new. Even when you go to the bathroom in the middle of the night you have to really wake yourself up to find it. No turn inside or outside the house is on default. Everything…

I have been planning for this day for months and it is here. We are on our way from California to Austin, Texas with our dogs, kids and a couple of pillows for the road. We said goodbye to our home and I have to tell you it felt like I was saying goodbye to a person. A person who always provided for me. The…