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
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.
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.
Twenty and Nine. There’s a story I have yet to tell you, and it’s quite fitting the way your life continues to evolve. Perhaps, you can say it’s a vindication, but I believe it’s much more than what you or I can ever comprehend. You were only 4-months old, and I was barely three … Continue reading Twenty and Nine.
While we dined out two nights in a row with the niece and nephew, Kylena and Ethan—when it comes to the BFF (who I’ve dubbed the Romy to my Michelle), we prefer to just be downright at home and eating what I concoct in the kitchen. It's because we don’t have to be bogged down … Continue reading Ma Vie en Rose: Fairbanks Visitors (Part 2)
There’s a first time for everything. I’ve never been to Kentucky. The husband has mentioned that we should take a trip one day to the state where he spent the majority of his childhood. I, on the other hand, wouldn’t put Kentucky on the top of my list—unless it was to visit my sister … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Louisville, Kentucky
Here's an undeniable truth: I launched the Echo Muse because I wanted to continue writing long after all the research and creative writing papers for the degrees were done. When reflecting back, I realized that even as a child, I was also writing. And, as I went on my academic journey--I felt a bit … Continue reading Gratitude at 120.