Nov 2005 Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foriegn tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the … More Distant Days
A true story… The room appeared slanted, like all the lines that framed the room were off, just enough to let you know, something was not right. And the only light came from high above, through a small rectangular window. The light, filtering through the darkness in shifts of unsettling, monochromatic, grays. The only furniture, … More The Room
Traditions are our roots and a profile of who we are as individuals and who we are as a family. They are our roots, which give us stability and a sense of belonging – they ground us. Lidia Bastianich I can remember a time, when I was around seven, I couldn’t figure out where my … More Where do you find your strength?
Saw the doctor today. A new one, a new place. I do not do new very well. That would be like, asking me to tie a balloon with one arm behind my back. Who am I kidding, I can’t do that at all. I am pretty sure no one can. That was a bad example. … More Truth
After the last blog entry, I feel like I need to write something light. Something easy to carry. I have read Marionette, my last post, a few times. It still seems a little, jumbled. I could feel the anger creeping in the more I wrote, I felt like I could not quite get my point … More VIVO