Late Twenties Rebellion

Monday, April 12th, 2010

I never rebelled growing up. I’ve always been a reliable, “good” daughter. And yet, the verbal maneuvering and emotional posturing of my mother is resulting in a late twenties rebellion. Our phone conversation last night began innocuously enough. How’s work, what did you do this weekend, how was the movie, let’s plan Mother’s Day, and [...]

Change of Lat[t]itude

Friday, March 26th, 2010

I broke away from the tourist trap photo line to the entrance fee counter and customs, then whisked over to baggage claim where my suitcase was the third onto the conveyer belt, and finally plowed through the flurry of men grabbing at my paperwork and bag in an attempt to gain a tip or a [...]

America’s “Future”….STD Repositories

Wednesday, March 10th, 2010

So there I am, driving along in my boyfriend’s car (which he is so kind as to lend me whenever I choose to drive rather than take the train to work), smiling at all of the Little Faces out for their morning walks, singing along to Lady Gaga (Teeth), you know, generally minding my own [...]

Christmas Day Ave Maria

Friday, December 11th, 2009

Every year about this time I think of that Christmas years ago; the excitement of having a houseful of family, the first Christmas for my family in years that an actual child would open presents- my then five year-old cousin. There was not one, but two Christmas trees that year. Not one, but two sets of [...]

Snowing Serendipity

Thursday, October 15th, 2009

It’s always magic, that first snow. The insulated quiet. The collective breaths fogging window panes. The childhood glee before the adulthood drudgery of shoveling, salting, bundling. The tangible symbolism of snow; clean, white, pure. I wish it would snow so that I might recapture that first moment, first recognition, when we stood there smiling as [...]

Certain Certainties

Friday, September 25th, 2009

I had tea with a friend of mine recently, over which she relayed how she’d broken up with her boyfriend of four years. She wanted to commiserate, to rejoice, to make plans, to breathe some fresh air. She knew I’d understand her current state of emotions. She knew I’d be able to relate. And she [...]

Hometown Je ne Sais Quois

Tuesday, August 18th, 2009

There’s something about returning, if only for a day, to my once upon a time hometown. I’m one of the few who got out and, with my parents relocated, I’ve long since stayed away. But driving up the street of the neighborhood in which I grew up, it did something to me when we brought [...]