Finding myself in others

At the end of last week, my mother called me at work to tell me that she got a message from a young man on Facebook. She said that he introduced himself rather politely, he wanted to know whether or not she had a daughter named Anastasia, an answer in the affirmative would mean that…

Dad

I wish I knew you, or rather I wish I remembered you now. I long for faint impressions of your laughter, a shared joke or trait beyond the similarities in our faces. I dream of you and my fairly tale idea of what our relationship was supposed to be; in these dreams I am your…

On leaving the past alone

Today, as comfortable as I’m learning to be in my own skin, I reached out to someone I previously said I would no longer speak to. There wasn’t any more of a reason than usual. I care. This is my greatest strength and my most easily exploited weakness. I have a tough time thinking that…

Cooking from the Heart

I spend a lot of time cooking and eating. Growing up in a West Indian house hold and being female meant a lot of time with my Grandmother. She is all I hope to be; strong, resilient, graceful, timeless and always eloquent. Food was important. Feeding the men was something ingrained in you. Women, nurtured….

Mono!

I don’t think I had the chance to introduce my little monster Mono! He looks like an awesome super hero. Mono – like the prefix for ‘one’ not Mono like Mononucleosis. Why would any one think I’d name my cat after a contagious disease is beyond me. He’s a rescue. He was found abandoned my…

Soul Time

When you’re soul is broken and you feel like you’re not yourself, you need to step back, put everything on hold and just allow healing time. It doesn’t have to be much; you don’t need to run away to an Island in Crete or drown your woes in the best Columbian Cocaine; sometimes the best…

Hiatus

So I haven’t been writing, as the 1-5 of you who read my blog have noticed. It’s been a shitty couple of months. Hectic, Manic and everything in between that errs on the negative side of things. In an attempt to drag myself out of it; I will write more. #Thatisall for now. Opinions coming…

Mirror

There are no houses where I live, well, there are but I can’t go in. There are trees I can’t touch, lawns I can’t tread on, and lives I can’t change. I watch as everything moves about me, I wait for the sound but its not there. There is a profound disturbing quality to this…

Of a certain age…

I’ve officially gotten to that age where I’m looking for meaning in everything in the past; bastardizing Facebook to get back in contact with friends that I casually walked away from and I’m looking forward hoping that life’s lessons and the people I have around me will help me move forward. The people who were…

Acceptance of God and other Bed Time stories

God never meant, in my understanding for Jesus to be worshiped. Let me give you an example, if you dad is a Neurosurgeon, would the hospital call you into work if your dad was unavailable? Checkmate.