Being human
and life's little mysteries

Morning view from kitchen. As The leaves have fallen off this statuesque beech tree, so too I’ve been going through my own state of...

A memory of my five year old self exists, sitting in my mother’s giant eggshell yellow Pontiac station wagon on the way home one day from...

Dear God, It’s hard to believe this is the first official letter I have ever written to you. I’m sorry it took me so long to pen one...

What a difference a day makes. This morning I awoke to intense pain in my right abdomen, nausea, and a little increase in jaundice....

Life on 10N is Very touch and go right now. Each day there are new emergencies and something physical, emotional and/or mental to...

One of the most multi-cultural places I have been in London is the hospital. It may seem an unlikely place for a crossroads for...

Whether we realize it or not, our lives are but a series of relationships. Egg to sperm, fetus to uterus, mother to baby, baby to mother....

Between the deepening snores Of my neighbor next door And the woman across from me ‘s Pain, Emergency bells, calls out in the night ...