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.
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)
My history with the wild Alaska salmon is a bit complicated, and in a way--includes pure ignorance—but, overall with a great sense of appreciation and love. The salmon and I go way back—even before I met the husband. However, he has become a central and integral part of this story. When my family first … Continue reading Salmon Snob.
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.
I am convinced that in one of my past lives, I must have met Rumi. How else can I explain the magnitude of love that I feel whenever I read his poetry. What other reasons can I find to express the sadness that resonates between the endless lines of beauty that are Rumi's poems? … Continue reading Rumi.
As a writer, I always find a theme in everything--this notion of an underlying similarity shaped by so many unexplained elements. This week, I realized that I've spent a great deal of time with dear friends. Saturday night was dinner with a set of close friends. Sunday was brunch with my co-worker/friend. Tuesday night … Continue reading The Work Of You Now.