In 13 days, I will hit 39. Meaning my last year in the turbulent thirties bracket. Which, in my head also means the last 378 days of technically being young. That amplified with unpredictable mood swings from Tamoxifen. WOW. What a great way to transition to...
After having second thoughts on whether to freeze my eggs before doing chemo on 2017 or not, I knew right then that motherhood isn’t something I’m gung-ho about. It took me awhile to fully accept the idea as I somehow felt guilty for not desiring what most...
If there’s one irony about us human beings that I find really puzzling, it’s our obsession to be so great at complimenting everyone around us and be the harshest critics to our very own selves. Why the F do we do that?! I noticed this with myself going...
As I’ve been so consistent and committed to my yoga practice this year, I find myself getting slowly detached from material things and pursuing more of the abstract things in life such as love, laughter, joy, contentment and comfort. After my game-changing...
Is it my newfound life outlook after surviving breast cancer? Post traumatic stress disorder from a close encounter with death? Being forced to grow up and deal with a major setback? Rough transition to midlife? Adjusting to the practical American adult-ing life? Or...
