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The Conundrum of Change

I know I’m blessed. I actually repeat this mantra at least once a day especially now when it’s hard to make sense of the nonsensical. Since the last election, I can’t believe how many times I’ve actually engaged in heated discussions with people from both sides of the aisle. What’s absolutely amazing about this is … Continue reading

Happy New Year!

In approximately 24 hours, those of us, in the northern part of the country, brave enough to venture out in below freezing temperatures, will party hardy as we welcome in the New Year while others of us will remain nestled in the comfort of our homes with friends and/or family as 2018 makes its way … Continue reading

Viva Las Vegas: Happy Anniversary

A few weeks ago, my husband and I went to Las Vegas to celebrate a momentous occasion, our 44th anniversary. Now let me preface this by saying, that being married to the same person for 44 years for most of us seems like an oxymoron. In Vegas, whenever we were asked, what occasion were we … Continue reading

It’s Hard to Say Good-Bye

“I feel like an orphan” my sister-in-law tearfully shared with me shortly after the death of her mother. “I know that sounds ridiculous as I am 52 years old, married and with a family of my own.  I sympathetically commiserated with her, believing from the depth of my being that I felt her pain.  I … Continue reading

Advocating for Your Own Health

Marek Uliasz | Dreamstime.com – <a href=”https://www.dreamstime.com/stock-image-health-concept-cloud-related-words-topics-image11856791#res10760805″>Health concept – cloud of related words and topics</a> Growing up, doctors were seen as god like beings, all-knowing, all-seeing. Even today, doctors, who in my mind, conjure up images of Doogie Howser, MD, the 16-year-old TV doctor from years gone by, are addressed by their surnames while their … Continue reading

A Paycheck Away…………

Homelessness is a phenomenon that happens to someone else, maybe to the man down the street, or the family on the other side of town, but never to anyone we know.   As the disheveled, scraggly, odor kissed homeless man began to approach, I felt the adrenaline coursing through my veins, the fight and flight … Continue reading

The Road to Healing

It’s not politically correct to talk about race, religion or ethnicity especially in a mixed setting. Immediately you can sense the nervous tapping of pens, the inability to complete sentences and the shifting of feet from one to another. Many of my white friends, many of whom I’ve known most of my life, would respond … Continue reading

Trump This!

I woke up on November 9th exhausted. As a woman, person of color and strong believer of a diverse and inclusionary America I was frightened. As much as I tried, I could not separate my conscious mind from the past 16 months of divisiveness, hate mongering, poised, unhinged, presidential, non-presidential, fact checking, who do you … Continue reading

Blessings

Sitting across from my friend, my eyes were irretrievably fixated on the tiny lines etched around the circumference of her face. In a few short years she had aged immeasurably. Every New Year’s Eve we reason, things can’t possible get any worse than the previous year, but in hindsight it seemed that once again we … Continue reading

The Mammogram

As I lay on the procedure table, I could not stifle the laugh that was threatening to take hold of my body. I was repeatedly warned to lie perfectly still because any movement would threaten the accuracy of the biopsy. Stop it! I admonished myself, as my shoulders began to rise and fall with laughter. … Continue reading