I wrote this last February (2017) with the knowledge that I may not get to see my sister before she left this planet. At the time, my niece Mariah (author of What I Wish I Would Have Known) read it to her. Luckily, I was able to see Lynne (along with Mariah and my other… Read More Dear Lynne (written by me)
What I Wish I Would Have Known A Daughter’s Experience of Her Mother’s Passing “Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.” ~George Eliot People don’t talk enough about death and dying. It’s odd that it’s such a taboo subject considering it happens to all of us at some point, but I can… Read More What I Wish I Would Have Known (written by my niece)
My dad would have never understood 90% of the things created, invented or adopted by mass society since 2004. I was thinking about this as I did an entire interview virtually the other day (like – there was no human contact whatsoever). So, like the Beloit College Mindset List put out every year outlining what incoming… Read More Since 2004
Leaving my mom has never been easy despite having made the trip several times since moving to LA in 2011. Now, just seven months after her recovery from a heart attack, I can admit that it’s absolutely (excruciatingly) harder. Traditionally (despite being the person most apt to wear my emotions on my sleeve in the… Read More It’s Gotten Harder
My mom has one voice that I associate with all of the miserable mornings she demanded that I get up for high school (I was and am a horrible morning person). This morning, as I was content to sleep in, remaining nestled with my little dog Pepe, the voice of yesteryear appeared back at my… Read More Christmas Visitor
Westwood Memorial/Pierce Brothers is a relatively small plot of land nestled in the concrete maze of growing big business known as Westwood. The grounds are beautifully manicured and, somehow, (I think it’s magic) there is always a cool breeze. The rules of heat and humidity do not apply here. When I need peace, I go… Read More Westwood Memorial
Windsor Boulevard holds a special place of significance in my family’s collective heart. It runs through beautiful areas including Hancock Park, Windsor Square and Larchmont. Before he died, my uncle Jon lived at 605 N. Windsor. I had to kindly beg my mom to dig up that address so that I could go exploring. Sidebar: I can only… Read More Windsor Boulevard
