Big White Lies

I always try to be honest. After years of lying to myself, and as a consequence (I’m ashamed to admit) lying to others, I have made it a mission to always be truthful. That’s sometimes difficult enough on it’s own, but it gets even trickier when the truth is not always so obvious, like when … More Big White Lies

My Family Notebook

When my mom was 16 years old, she wore her strawberry blonde hair cropped short, donned herself in flared jeans and form-fitting, brightly-colored shirts. She was a child of the 60’s and 70’s, laughing with her friends and posing next to red convertibles in grainy photographs. When my dad was 17, things weren’t much different, … More My Family Notebook

Into Foreign Lands: A journey through Italy with my mother

I believe that it’s somewhat rare for children to truly get to know their parents. Often, children leave home at the age of 18 and each person gets frozen in time. For me, for whatever reason, my mother is forever 38. The age when she was still young yet powerful. For her, I’m sure at … More Into Foreign Lands: A journey through Italy with my mother