Part One (2014) On March 29 in 2014 I was fretting about what I was going to wear to a party I had been invited to by my then boyfriend, but also I was fretting about how I was going to wear my hair – up or down? Wait, what? I’m not the type to fret over my looks, but on this day…going to this … Continue reading Our Red Letter Day – March 29
This is a follow-up post to, “Moments that Matter”. I believe there are points in our lives that we become cognizant to truly living our lives. When I was young I flew through life, moving back and forth from state to state, doing what I was told to do, and focusing on where I was supposed to be going according to my mom or … Continue reading Eternity is Happening. Like, Right Now.
Two-weeks ago while driving home with my step-daughter we had a moment together that will stick with me for eternity. As we made our way home for the evening we approached the last major left-turn we had to make before arriving at our home. Arriving at the intersection, the light in front of us turned red and we stopped. Being the lead car in the … Continue reading Moments That Matter
Last night, K and I had the honor of presenting to the University of Southern California (USC) Reach Club on campus. It was an intimate setting, with students representing all years of the school. Most strikingly, the group represented an extremely diverse background of majors and interests – social media, philanthropy, data science, theater and even government. Overall, a pretty good snapshot of the student … Continue reading We Are Here From the Future
Open space, dim lights and not many people yet. This is nice being the first ones here. He was right. No lines. A chance to acclimate to our surroundings and relax. Music fills the dance floor, seeping into every molecule, every fiber of being, be it the wood on the walls, the concrete on the floor, or the pores of my skin. It enters me … Continue reading Red Pants
I learned a new word this week. You won’t find it in your trusty Webster, yet it exists and it is real. It has meaning. And, it has impact. At least for me. sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that … Continue reading Sonder
She’s only 7. Strong Willed. Determined. Yet, with a soft heart. She tears up when hearing words of love shared between others. I wonder if I’m doing it right. Raising her that is. We argue a great deal. She seems to fight me on everything. I would love to be able to hear how she really feels about me, about us. She’s still so young … Continue reading My Daughter