Category: Personal blog

Puerto Rico In my Heart

I wrote this story sometime last year in response to a prompt about a map and the best trip we ever had. On occasion, I pull it out and tweak it a little. With protests occurring all over the world in support of the people of Puerto Rico, I decided to share it again. “I … Continue reading Puerto Rico In my Heart →

I love the Summer Rain

I'm late in posting for Father's Day.   This is always one of my go-to happy memories. This is the original essay which was my tribute for Father’s Day a few years ago.  I condensed it for an assignment last week.  Please enjoy this version too. “I love the summer rain!” I shouted in my head … Continue reading I love the Summer Rain →

Sixty-Three

He would have 63 years old today; instead, he died at 23. It is ironic that a quiet, shy and gentle young man that did not smoke cigarettes or drink alcohol would have his life end this way — an innocent victim of a senseless act of violence by an angry man with a gun, … Continue reading Sixty-Three →

Work- a New Day, a New Chapter

“And suddenly you just know it’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.” — Meister Eckhart I began a new chapter this week.  I started a new job.  I work as a Part-time Library Assistant at a local public library, and I am so excited about it!  This job was one … Continue reading Work- a New Day, a New Chapter →

Gratitude and Thanksgiving

I sat here in front of a blank page for a while wanting to write something but couldn't get started. The season brings many memories, most with warm and loving feelings.  From our earliest days in Brooklyn to most recent holidays in Florida so much has changed around us. The family has grown and spread out … Continue reading Gratitude and Thanksgiving →

My color is Ecru Cream

Alternative title - A Roze by any other name is still a Roze I Have Been Weary The other day, Jill Dennison of Filosofa's Word posted “A SHARED OPINION …” in which she shared an article by Charles M. Blow of the NY Times, titled "You Have a Right to Weariness." As usual, Jill's comments to this … Continue reading My color is Ecru Cream →

Left Behind after a Death

A social media post reminded me the other night that it was a year to the day since my cousin, Joe died.  I'm sad I didn't remember, I spoke to his mom earlier that day. We talked for an hour about all sorts of trivial things, but she didn’t mention him till we were wrapping … Continue reading Left Behind after a Death →

Why Bring Flowers?

Used to be Love, Flowers, and Goodbye Tildie slowly exhaled and closed her laptop.  Every morning after meditations, she checked her emails and social media. Now and then Tildie would come across the story of the eighty-year-old man who walked five miles to have breakfast with his wife in a memory care facility. When people … Continue reading Why Bring Flowers? →