I was so overwhelmingly sad and a little confused this week. At one point, my sense of direction seemed so off. I didn’t know where to focus my waning energy. Should I continue writing my new novel? Market my last one? Respond to a speaking engagement? Or, write the magazine article that's due soon? I…
Last year, this time, I was in Jamaica for my grandfather’s funeral. A few days ago when I heard Auntie Madge died, it broke me. Tears burned my eyes. The night my hubby, sister, and I arrived at my grandfather’s house, there were over a thousand people lining the road. Hagglers, not mourners, were putting…
Several weeks ago, when I explained the symptoms I was having to my neurologist, he nonchalantly recommended an MRI to rule out two disturbing possibilities: MS and brain tumor.I managed to put one foot before the other, and maintained a false-calm demeanor while I waited. When the neurologist called with the results, Hubby and…
I received an email from a friend recently, and the subject line came in a form of question. Where are you? She noticed I have been MIA. I haven’t posted on Instagram, or Facebook. I haven’t returned text, phone calls, or emails and I haven’t written or sent out my weekly blog post. I responded.…
Yesterday, we accepted a text-invitation to walk through an orchard. We dropped everything and prepared for a mini-adventure. Each person in our household is aware of their role when we are heading out. Markolee filled the water bottles, grabbed his bicycle and put it in the truck. Zahara took the blankets and basket down, and…
Sometimes, little noses greet the roses,