“The whole point of being alive is to become the person you were intended to be, to grow out of and into yourself again and again” — ― Oprah Winfrey , What I Know for Sure Nine years ago right now, I was in surgery. I’d traveled from Providence to New York for my mastectomy at NYU Langone. …

“I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today.” — Charlotte Eriksson A few weeks ago during shvasana at the end of yoga, I was overtaken by the sensation that my mother was with me. I felt her energy swirling around me and…

“Seize the day, then let it go.” — Marty Rubin It’s been a while. I miss writing. Most days, even though I’ve blocked time on my calendar specifically for clicking away on my keyboard, it doesn’t happen. In addition to finding writing pleasurable, I desperately want to reach my personal…

You “If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.” ― Alfred Tennyson The color of your eyes is shockingly beautiful. 2. You are remarkably discerning, which makes me feel extra lucky that you enjoy my company. 3. I can’t pretend…

“Time flows away like the water in the river. ” — Confucius Until last year, I’d only ever had a half dozen gray hairs. They’d pop straight out from my part or my hairline shockingly white against the rest of my dark hair. …

Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them. — Leo Tolstoy This, much like every other milestone I’ve encountered, is truly bittersweet. …

A month after my then-husband moved out, I started building a garden. With the help of my then-landlord-now-dear-friend, we leveled the ground, laid pavers, installed a wooden edge and made beautiful custom raised beds in the back yard. A mountain of dirt was dropped in the driveway and I shoveled…

“Only the most naive of questions are truly serious.” ― Milan Kundera I love when someone else orders my food, decides on the wine, picks the movie, or even tells me what they think I should wear. I’m tired of deciding things. Being a mom and owning a business keeps…

It’s been exactly a year since I started sharing my writing with you here, dear reader. In my first post I boldly proclaimed that I was finally ready to celebrate my life after years of keeping myself wrapped in a warm, familiar blanket of grief. I’ve spent so much time…