Digital Fatigue…

Several days ago I was asked to join some girlfriends on Zoom to "just talk" and I took a hard pass. I thought I'd never say this, but I am officially experiencing digital fatigue. Everything that I must access is currently found on the Information Highway otherwise known as the Internet. Internet use to be... Continue Reading →

Seek Therapy

Six months of quarantine exposed a million little cracks that, if left unattended, would shatter...it would shatter our family. Awkwardly sitting together in our first virtual session... Family therapy. Looking at a screen trying to communicate why we are here. How did we get here? It was grueling! It required us to hear words spoken of... Continue Reading →

A Seat at my table…

During this physical distancing time, I have re-organized my closets, my dresser, the kitchen cabinets, my office desk, and the bookshelves. I have sorted in stacks of what I will keep, donate, and throw away. So it occurred to me, what in my relationships do I need to re-organize? How am I relating to the... Continue Reading →

Women can be….well… read on…

So, here I was feeling really good about myself.  Walking with a pep in my step and singing along with the radio in the car. I was HAPPY! It had been a summer of several health challenges, in which at this point, I was overcoming, and I had just completed my third semester of law... Continue Reading →

“We need all your birth certificates”, he said. “All your siblings, it’s the only way to disperse the inheritance”. I proceeded to collect all the birth certificates and something was off. Six birth certificates and there it was. One of these was not like the other, and that other was mine. I was staring at... Continue Reading →

Love…it sometimes hurts.

You are broken, and I can’t fix you You are broken, and I will not hide it You are broken, and I must release you You are broken, and I will always love you You are broken and I accept it You are broken, and I will wait You are broken, and I have faith The... Continue Reading →

Do I call?

The call came in. My father had a heart attack and is intensive care. I sit still and wait. I sit still and process what is before me. Do I love or do I walk away Do I choose to remember how he protected me or do I remember how he treated my mom? Do... Continue Reading →

“Silent Witness”

The year was 1966.  On April 3, a baby girl was born on the Lower East Side, the firstborn for Maria. One month later on May 29 of the same year, another baby girl was born in the Bronx, the youngest child of Lydia. These two baby girls had no idea their lives would cross... Continue Reading →

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