The Women’s March, Take 17

I sit stroking the hair of my two year old granddaughter Katia. She was born when personal choice was banned and family planning was defunded at the same time, coincidentally coinciding with my son’s ‘coming of age’. I sob as I read the form letter just received from the government, telling me that my son…

Re-imagined Stories

My husband, son and I sat at our table on the patio overlooking Piazza Navona. It was alive with life and history—people walking and talking, magicians performing to passing crowds, wine and good food. However, I couldn’t help but notice out of the corner of my eye the gentleman sitting at the table next to…

Dad’s 1st Un-Birthday

My dad died last May and every time there is a holiday or significant date it exacerbates, fuels or reawakens the grief and sense of loss. So far we’ve had my parents’ first wedding anniversary last June, the first Thanksgiving, the first new year… And now we have his first birthday since dying, coming up…

Craving Risk versus Risk Averse

My son just came downstairs and told me that he needs to take risks and have an adventure. He was inspired by the gang of four on Stranger Things. I found out about this Netflix series in the People Magazine that came in Friday’s mail, and now by Saturday night we’ve binge watched the entire first…

Intercultural Talk as Statue of Liberty

#GetGrandmaontheFacebook

Thinking about finally convincing my mom to go on a computer feels like Scarlett Johansson from Her, where (ohhh…Google Search Break, let me look up the name of the guy who played the main character…I’m back…it’s Joaquim Phoenix…) But, and you heard it here first…the first Google result for “star of Her” was an announcement…