Are We All to Blame? Thoughts on the Newtown Tragedy
Our reliance on social media as a means of communication is equally comforting (we’re connected to EVERYONE!) and detrimental (we’re connecting with NO ONE!). Based on the Tweets and Facebook posts I saw today, I’ll cut right to it: we need to get back to some physical and emotional connection with one another. 1.It is not the time for the gun law discussion. It’s not right tomorrow, either. Or the next day. Why? Because Capitol Hill doesn’t work on the weekend. Whether you stand for the right to own an assault weapon or whether you are against weapons entirely,...
Read MoreWho Am I To Be Brilliant?
Things I already regret not doing in my life: 1. On a breezeless, 100-degree day in 1999, while in my car which had no A/C, I sat sweating, miserably, at a stoplight. Almost like a mirage, a group of sprinklers shot out of the ground on the patch of grass beside my car. I wanted nothing more than to rush out, run through the water, and hop back in the car before the light turned green. Instead, I sat, suffering through one of the longest red lights while staring longingly at the sprinklers, fearing a jaunt through them would be perceived as weird. 2. I took a run on the beach early one...
Read MoreLife is a Slice of Watermelon…
“Mom, get seed out…” pleaded my two-year old, intent on slurping up the decadent juiciness of his watermelon slice. I carefully extracted each black teardrop until nothing but luscious, red fruit gleamed from the triangle in his hand. He greedily took another bite, revealing yet another seed that had been hiding within the layers of sugary watermelon. It seemed that each bite did not come without a reminder. Life is a slice of watermelon: never without seeds, but sweet ’til the bitter end. I’m a perfectionist, but the universe always reminds me that things will...
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