In times like these, we need the past, because for this one, shining moment in time, it may be the only thing we have total control over.
I deeply care about other people. I want to help others because it is the best way I know how to get out of my head and place some space between me and my physical ailments. Most of the time it works, while other times it does not and you just have to find a… Continue reading Found Words, Finding Peace
There are nights I go to bed thinking “Tennis is the only thing I am good at.” There are mornings I only wake up because tennis is a part of my day. And while I know rationally, logically that tennis is not the only thing I am good at, I do derive most of… Continue reading Love for Life, Tennis, and Self
This paper was written and submitted for an art history course I took in 2001, during the fall semester of my senior year of college. The focus of the paper are two artists’ renderings of an exterior and an interior of two different sacred spaces. The artists are Giovanni Battista Piranesi’and Jean-Baptiste Isabey, the latter’s… Continue reading #ThrowbackSunday: Art History, Piranesi & Isabey
Craniofacial Awareness Month is almost over. I told myself that I would write more posts this month that relate to the experiences I had growing up with cleft lip and palate, so I could build on the amount of content I had before approaching a publisher about the book about my life. I guess you… Continue reading Remember That Time I Almost Died!
It would be quite the understatement to say that I have been busy as of late. I am working my full-time job during the day and writing in the evenings for http://www.yawkeywayreport.com. Many nights I fall asleep at my computer while writing. In addition, there are non-profit responsibilities, exercise, tennis, and working on my physical… Continue reading Finding the Middle
The old journal from when I was a child is a fabric covered book with a repeating, teddy bear design. There is a scratch and sniff sticker with an anthropomorphised slice of pizza on it that states “Good job.” An understanding of the different struggles that I faced as a child are evidenced on the… Continue reading Journaling
I have been going through a collection at work which holds many photographs. The former owner of the items, recently deceased, has all sorts of photos for reference and for personal purposes. All of them have inspired me to want to go home, grab my art supplies, and create. I am usually too tired for… Continue reading Preserving our Lives and Ensuring Our Legacy
I am reposting this piece by Anne Lamott written for the Draft section of the New York Times online. It well worth reposting, reading and rereading. I have my father to thank for bringing me to the library where I grew up. I have my father to thank for his diverse interests in all things… Continue reading Repost: The Prayer of an Unconventional Family (NYT)
Masks. Masks. We all wear them, right? Some are sheer, see through organza others are deep, thick headdresses and helmets made of impenetrable steel. We are constantly changing them from the light to the strong depending upon who we are around. We clutch to them, ever so tightly, amid new faces and places. With familiar… Continue reading Masking