Like any seasoned, spoiled Californian, I've caught myself cursing the gorgeous weather more than once. A terrific snowstorm is currently engulfing my Manhattan and there is a part of me that is longing desperately to be there to see it. Christmas feels more Christmassy when...
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I have been completely astounded by the kindness and love that my family and I have been shown in the past week. The emails, notes, messages of all kinds that I've received in response to the photos of Theo and Beau have literally at times...
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Life in Santa Cruz is much different than life in Manhattan. In fact, one of the only ways that it's similar happens to be one of my favorite things about NYC: The people. Minus, of course, the always-moving mentality and attitudes. There are a lot...
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I don't compartmentalize well, in my mind or tangibly. Everything moves along together down the stream and I travel with it, keeping the flow as well as I can. The last month has proven rather difficult for me to follow the rhythm and tide of the...
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My mother told me when we were embarking upon Dental School and New York City that this journey in our life would really only be a blip in time, retrospectively. A small star in the galaxy of our days in this life. At the time, it...
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Time is a very strange thing. It seems so poignant that these years with small children are so difficult at times, yet so much more wonderful than anything else. Every moment is fleeting and incredible and I fear so much that I'll forget so many...
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Over the years that I've been writing here, one of the forefronts of my subjects and life is family. I've talked about the bond that I share with my mother, and how for me she is in integral part of our lives. Since we've moved...
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Often, when I think about how different our lives are now than they were in the Bay Area, I immediately think about taxis, subways and grocery shopping. It's just what images pop into my head whenever I'm reminded about our transition from life in California....
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Some of you may remember when Brandi Chastain kicked the fifth penalty kick to win the Women's World Cup in 1999, and right afterwards fell to her knees and ripped off her jersey in triumph. I remember watching this and just being so inspired, and so...
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This morning I woke up to the soft tweeting of birds and the crisp, fresh air that engulfs my mother's home that sits at the base of the Santa Cruz mountains. As I type this, the kids are in the back yard playing, Beau is...
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My old Beatrix Potter tea set is waiting patiently for my daughter to be old enough to use it. I keep a tab that says the weather in London on my iphone - even though I have not been there in years and probably won't...
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This is the first post by my dearest friend and newest contributor, Melissa Rofer. She is from and lives in the same area we are from in California. She is a beautiful writer and and an even more spectacular person...
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