To the people I have hurt, I hope you keep reading. There’s a saying that youth is wasted on the young. And while I’m guilty to admit that I wasted too much time on unnecessary partying and chasing after the wrong guys in the past, I also knowingly...
Every Sunday from 9am to 2pm, there’s a farmer’s market in our neighborhood. Since it’s just there, I take it for granted and always say I’ll just go next weekend. But I woke up on the last Sunday of August with the inclination to finally check...
There’s something about this old painting I did that doesn’t feel right. When I look at it, I become too critical and notice how the colors are not blended well, it’s amateurish, unoriginal or that there are a few spots that I missed in the canvas....
I’ve shaved my head twice in my breast cancer journey. And on both times, I noticed that the people who were truly shocked were my friends’ kids, godchildren, niece, nephew… basically, any kid who sees me on a regular basis. From having a head of...
Back in my early 20s, I had a falling out with a former employer. I was too young and restless to take on a grown-up responsibility and was still so blinded by the dream of being in the limelight. I wasn’t happy with the trajectory of my career and wanted to be...
I’ve always been a New Year gal. I see it as a fresh start, an empty canvas, a blank page where I can start all over to orchestrate how my story will flow… hoping that the universe will cooperate and make it happen exactly (or close to!) how I envision it....
