Creativity 1
When I was about eight years old, I wrote a terrible poem about a black cat, but it had rhythm and rhyme and I remember most of it still; when I was 10 or 11, I started a funky creature alphabet book(a la Seuss) that…
A journey of grace and challenge
When I was about eight years old, I wrote a terrible poem about a black cat, but it had rhythm and rhyme and I remember most of it still; when I was 10 or 11, I started a funky creature alphabet book(a la Seuss) that…
In these days of the COVID 19 pandemic, as we all try to negotiate our days, all of which seem longer than before, I have been struggling. At first, it was that I had so much to do that was pressing: finishing a yearbook remotely,…
I have never been very good with makeup. I always feel I look unnatural, and I definitely do not like the feeling of foundation on my face, and I swear I can feel the weight of mascara on my lashes. In high school, I wore…
I acquired my first gray hair in 1993, courtesy of, or so I told them, a group of particularly mischievous boys in my AP class. I was 27. I started coloring my hair in my thirties, but on a more regular basis once my sons…