I was scrambling this week. There was just too much kids and too little me.
Mom, I pleaded on the phone, I’m not going to make it to pick up Alex from dance. Can you grab her? I’m stuck in Pasadena picking up Brooke.
She saved the day, grabbing my youngest and bringing her home. We had arrived home at about the same time. I gave my youngest a quick squeeze and then turned to give my mama a “you totally saved me today” gi-normous hug.
“Oh honey, I love your hair, ” my mom gushed. Continue reading
Last night after dinner a few of us took off to walk the streets of Kolkata.
We usually get taxis but tonight we decided to walk a little in search of sweets. We have been warned to stay clear of any street food (and after watching how they prep I am fully in support of this), but Kolkata is known for their desserts and we figured these should be okay, right?
I know, dumb, but we did it anyways. Continue reading
Well, we arrived safely in Kolkata and there is something about this place, like a piece of art.
The hues are rich and vibrant, buildings of lime green and rusted orange, sari’s of fuchsia and yellows. This has to be one of my favorite places on earth. So full of life. Beauty.
Oh, yes the poverty is here. Make no mistake, there is no missing that, but there is beauty as well. I suppose that is all life, dear sisters, room for poverty- physical poverty- poverty of spirit- poverty of finances- and beauty- beauty in the world around us- beauty in life- beauty in laughter.
Poverty. Beauty. Dwelling side by side. Continue reading
I am totally hooked on doing something lately. Like, totally hooked…. because it’s changing how I take in life.
It happened almost by accident. In my car, I have a radio station set to classical for those moments that I have delivered every child to where they need to go and I can’t take any more Top Forty or KROQ. Ughh. No more noise! I just want it quiet. Continue reading