estranged

I noticed the other day that when I went to you it didn’t feel as it had before. I didn’t feel it. I didn’t feel like this place was a part of me as it always had been. It felt cold and distant –something unknown- separate from me. I sat in my car readying myself…

staying thankful post-thanksgiving

Since my (now wife) and I weren’t exactly what you would call welcomed to our first Thanksgiving together by either of our families we started our own little tradition that we like to call Turkey Day Getaway. We generally pick somewhere (anywhere that is 4-6 hour drive away) and go away for a long weekend….

dreamland

I don’t know if I am doing what I am supposed to be doing. I mean I know that I went to get my Masters in this field and I do enjoy it at times, but I do not know if it is feeding my soul the way I feel like it should be. I…

i am a writer

I have always had this craving for words. I sat at my desk today, on the short 30 minute lunch that I am trying to force myself to take each day, and pulled out this book that I keep with me always. It is just a small book with blank pages, nothing fancy. I have…

moments

han sido momentos moments in life that feel impenetrable even by the most negative of forces moments that can pause our internal clocks the ones whose chime we so unconsciously follow the habitual actions, routines, patterns — pause just for these moments moments, moments that sing to the very deepest of ourselves — the parts…