December 23, 2018

(paperwhite narcissus, white pine needles)

It seems appropriate that I drove back from a week in Pennsylvania, my father's funeral, and our last goodbye, on the longest night of the year. The winter solstice. The night that marks the turning from dark to light. 

It shoul...

December 2, 2018

Places. Places hold stories. I find it fascinating that we often do or say things, on a what appears to be a whim, but turn out to reveal incredibly . . .

November 29, 2018

Photograph by Anna Gallo

I admit it. I have most likely caused a genealogical glitch for future generations researching my family tree. I have changed my surname, and it has no connection with any other surname who have come before me. But if that future family research...

May 11, 2017

"If you were to change your name, if you were brave enough to say to the world “Hey! This is me. This is who I was made to be,” how would you introduce yourSELF?"

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