My yoga postings shall return on 9 December. I have been working through a tailbone fracture which began seven weeks ago, and posting about my modified Ashtanga practise is anything but appealing! But I am, indeed, almost completely healed! In other news, for the past three days, I have added some third series to my […]
I am blessed. Truly blessed! Rarely does a day pass when I hear not a story of my Gwendolyn. Yes, I reminisce of my Gwendolyn during my morning calls with Stephanie and Rebecca. But for the purpose of this blog article, I write specifically of those brief encounters with humans who existed in the peripherals […]
Nothing excites me more than flowers dying, leaves falling, and crispiness gracing the air. I love dark skies, dark days, and the overall nature of black and white. Perhaps this is part of the appeal of 1930s, 1940s, and 1960s filmography? Everything was, for the most part, done in black and white. The word of […]
With these words, I usher my sister Stephanie and bestie Rebecca into a magical world of beautiful reality. Replaying details from my dreams of the prior night, I describe the scenes as though they belong to classic Hollywood filmography. I have dreamt of my Gwendolyn exactly nine times since saying our Earthly goodbyes. Each time, […]
To answer this question, the writer in me wants to create a lovely little poem, kind of like the “There once was a girl who had a little curl, right in the middle of her forehead; when she was good, she was very good indeed; but when she was bad, she was horrid.” I’ll never […]
A few weeks ago, I experienced the divine pleasure of encountering Gwendolyn’s groomer. After declaring, in a playful, teasing tone, that Claudette reminds him of someone (wink wink), I continued to proudly show pictures of my little Barrette. In response to my storytelling of each picture, he exclaimed, “Oh! You’re in love!” Processing what he […]
Today would have been my beloved Gwendolyn’s fourteenth birthday. Seven months ago, had one told me that I would be writing about Gwendolyn in the past tense, I would have laughed and wagered all of my brain that she would be giving me attitude and demanding cookies for many years to come. Furthermore, had one […]