Just be

Bouts of sadness It’s lonely here No solid ground It’s damp It’s cold No spark Not a glow Everything feels shallow A facade You can’t be sad No one can handle you miserable You feel you have nothing to give Perhaps it’s time to stop Or take a pause? You might come around But now

Small Town Vibe

The story of the many small town boys and girls probably is a story that has not changed for decades. Small town opportunity scarcity versus the dreams there are. Moving to the city has been the plot of every ambition and dreams. When I lived in the province, I dreamt of a life rooted here,

Love and Conditions

My dreams are real. I want them to be. But at this point, I feel very far from it than I expected. I have no one to talk to about it. Been planning it on my mind. No one to share the fears, the excitement, and the doubts. No one to plan it with. I’ve

Flipping through the pages too fast

There is not a day that I question the legitimacy of my being. The past days, it’s lingering. When I feel like a fraud, it paralyzes my core. I struggle to say the right words because I don’t know where I stand on things. I need more time to process my thoughts I think because

Disaster Waiting to Happen

Have you ever looked at something and never thought of the possibilities that something bad would happen to it? Like a glass at the edge of the table or parking your car too close to a rowdy crowd? Perhaps a tiny nail at the corner of the eye? Not a sliver of thought, the possibility

Women and Tech- How tools and apps make my life bearable

I wrote this section as I discovered my fascination on how technology empowers women at work and home. The PC I use runs on Linux and we use Project Management Tool to monitor our family’s long list of to-dos.. I have considered myself to be a late adopter but only because trends make me irritable-

The Game of Catching Up

Moms, we are in constant push and pull when it comes to appointments and commitments. Playing catch up is a normal theme among us. Today, I write this waiting for the daughter to be done with her therapy. She does this on weekends. That is occupational therapy and speech therapy. The past days I’ve been

New Year and the resolution to participate more in my life

I am writing this the day before 2021 officially starts its working day. I feel a bit agitated here because I have not done what I was supposed to do. My research paper’s long overdue and I couldn’t even get past few chapters on the results. My mind has not been on my side and

Shackles of Yesterday and the Promise of Today

My story always starts with my childhood. I have settled that it is both my gift and my curse. I have narrated over and over the passing of my mother that changed the course of our lives. Today, I began wondering and wandering- would our lives ever be different if she were still in it?

Self-awareness: The path to uncovering oneself

In the era of self-help and the endless search for self-actualization, self-awareness might be the most common sound bite. But its popularity also stops there because in actuality- self-awareness is a difficult path and a continuous journey. That is in so far what I learned in the three decades, almost 4 in this life. The

Discussion on Life’s inevitables

Yesterday, we attended the online Sunday Praise and Worship with the theme on MOTIVATE (ACRONYM). The topic was Intimacy (Relationship). After the service, we talked a little about life, forgiveness and surrender. My husband is not a talker and usually avoids difficult conversations on life like ambitions, passion, struggles, and specifically death. Last night, while

Our lives changed by the pandemic

I am quickly writing this while assisting my eldest daughter Kyrzten and planning my day for work at home. She’s listening to Teacher Rose, her Civics teacher. They are talking about maps and its different kinds. Gone are the days where I drop off the kids to school in the morning and pick them up