If you were to look in my closet, you'd notice a number of similar items, like these two dresses, for instance. My tendency to gravitate to a certain style of shoe (chunky Mary Janes, preferably black), boots (knee-high, brown lace-ups) and sweaters (oversize and loosely woven) is easily discernible. I've got a thing for purple … Continue reading Looking for patterns
Tag: love
The Kiss
There’s been a lot of internet chatter about this video of “strangers” kissing. It’s sparked some conversation – about first kisses, the remarkable beauty of the strangers, and about being manipulated, yet again, by a clever marketing strategy. I haven’t watched the video yet and don’t know if I ever will. I can be resistant, … Continue reading The Kiss
Giving up
You may not know this, but both of my parents came from large Catholic families. Is that redundant? I actually have an aunt and two deceased great aunts, who became nuns, for real. I grew up hearing about how my mother's family went to morning mass every day, staying for a marathon mass on Sundays. … Continue reading Giving up
My love affair with Winter
Valentine's Day seems the perfect time to express my adoration for Winter. In all honesty, it's a love I never imagined experiencing. Winter was always the cruelest of seasons, I thought. Endlessly long, yet filled with days which offered mere hours of daylight. Cold in a way that kept one indoors, in isolation. Yuck. Our … Continue reading My love affair with Winter
Preparing to die
To begin, a couple of childhood flashbacks... The first time I entered the woods with the boys who have grown to be my dearest male friends, I was convinced they were going to hurt me. It probably says something about the girl I was that I followed them to their forest fort, despite my certainty … Continue reading Preparing to die
Broken fragments and glue
"I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken, and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken pieces as long as I … Continue reading Broken fragments and glue
Explorations and discoveries
In the last few years, my perspective has changed dramatically. Once upon a time, I believed that all my decisions had been made and the future held only more stagnation. It was like I was a participant in some organized game with the only object being to "land" on particular spaces in a mostly consistent … Continue reading Explorations and discoveries
