Talk therapy

Sometimes I feel I don’t want to bother people when I’m down, and not being much of a phone person, I tend to keep things in instead of reaching out. But talk therapy works wonders and shortens the bouts of sadness, instead of dragging them out and making them worse. Being alone in one’s head […]

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A good marriage

When two years ago my niece asked me if I thought I had a good marriage, she caught me off guard, and I told her; “We are good roommates. And we don’t fight.” That was something that was hard to say. Mostly because she was 14 and I didn’t want to let her in on […]

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Love can change the way we dress

I was never very feminine. I used to dress in oxford shirts and pants, mostly jeans, and tennis shoes. I disliked drawing attention to myself, so my clothes were never tight fitting but loose and oversized. So, much so, that all those shirts ended up, finally, in a male’s closet when I decided to give […]

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Melancholy is slowly breaking my heart

The problem with human beings is their ability to remember the past. I live now in an almost constant state of melancholy for all I lost along the way. Everything rests there in some hidden part of my brain, waiting to be triggered by some place, person or thing I come across. I’ve returned to […]

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Life, an unrehearsed play

Life is an unrehearsed play where we only get one chance to get it right or at least do our best. We come unprepared with no prior script because other people’s old scripts are seldom of any use to us, especially in youth when we think we actually know it all and have yet to […]

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Lessons from Nicaragua

I have just come back from Nicaragua where I chaperoned a trip with two other colleagues and 17 eighth graders. The purpose of this trip was to help build a school in the impoverished region of el Jicarito. I should say one of many. Education there is a luxury only a few children have access […]

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The joy of scattering ashes and love

Today we scattered Dearest Drew’s ashes by the sea and the trails she so much loved to run, where all San Franciscan dogs come to play and roam free. It felt like closure. I was able to say goodbye to my dear companion and friend. Those who don’t have dogs can’t really understand how much […]

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