Merry When I gift wrap the presents that are placed under the tree—my playlist is actually all hip-hop and rap songs. One year, right before Christmas, I ordered a red sweatshirt that had “Gangsta Wrapper” written on it. My family thinks I’m listening to Christmas music, when in fact, I have my earphones on and … Continue reading Merry, Bright, Anew, Proposal.
I have this fascination for a sense of joie de vivre; this feeling of pure joy, and before that the anticipation of joy, which I can try to explain as excitement. The anticipation of joy is just as important. There are several examples of these anticipations that has become a lost form of emotion … Continue reading Joie de Vivre
Ma Vie En Rose: Colorado State of Mind There is a sense of acknowledgement when one realizes that outside of their current home state (my Alaska) that there is room to add one more (that’s you, Colorado). What I’ve acknowledged is that oftentimes such home states have never been my choosing really. For example, I … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Colorado State of Mind
There's a part of me who does not want to bid farewell to this person. She was the person who had a wall calendar that included dates and times of soccer and football practices (because at one point, she had to be both a soccer and football mom--not to mention soccer sister to her brother). … Continue reading So Long and Farewell To A Chapter.
Let me explain what the situation was when I wrote this piece. It was about 30 degrees outside. I was sitting next to the husband who was cursing at his phone because the Buffalo Bills was losing to the Houston Texans. We were in the car waiting for the 2:30 p.m. soccer game: CSU … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Aurora.
At one point, someone thought it must have been quite funny to do what they did years ago. It must have been intentional, and quite brilliant actually. Perhaps, whoever this someone did such a thing as an attempt to convey a message to those passerby who barely took the time to appreciate this observer. … Continue reading The Observer.
The struggle began many midnight suns ago. One summer, my best friend "Michelle," nicknamed after the movie "Romy and Michelle," pulled up in her SUV in our driveway unexpected. She does this every she surprises me with something. "What in the hell?" I asked her as she was pulling a massive thing out of her … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Alas, A Struggle Is Over.
As all things with nature—sleep comes about them during the fall season. But as they prepare for months of dormancy, for the rest of us—fall signifies beginnings. In my life, fall is a trigger of time passing as each new season introduces a beginning of the next progression in this journey of life. As the … Continue reading Fall Into Autumn.
Allow me a second of nostalgia for the end of summer. I’m attempting to summarize how the short season unveiled itself, and in all truthfulness—it’s all a bit of blur. Alaskans are known to recall their memories by the weather of the season. For example, I can recall summers when we had fires all … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: So Long To The Garden And This Alaska Summer
I've heard people say that “life is filled with many fleeting moments.” I’ve never believed this to be true. Until evidence of such things began presenting themselves in such away that it can take one's breath away forcing some sort of internal reflection. Where did time go? When did that happen? They were only … Continue reading Fleeting Moments.