No News Left to Print…

There was a time, a couple of years ago, when I was juggling three blogs on a full-time basis. Here, on Bubbles, I talked about whatever came into my heart or head and shared stories about being a single mom, having a broken heart, and trying to figure out my place in the world. Over on Trois Coccinelles, I tried to give a space to emerging writers so that they’d have an opportunity to share their work with readers who would care and way over on Green Eyes, Good Hair, I wrote about race and our obsession with pretending we’re a post-racial society when the truth is that we’re just the opposite ....more

Today is my

Today is my 42nd birthday. I remember being a kid and thinking there was no way I’d live to be so old. I couldn’t even imagine how old I’d be at 30, let alone 42 ....more

Ruined Than Changed…#Sunday Quotes

Sunday afternoons in Yonkers used to be ‘What We’re Cooking Sundays’ but the girl-child is gone away for her summer job in the woods. She was home for a few hours on Friday night to wash her laundry, flush some toilets (her camp is in the woods and those woods do not come with built in plumbing) and to watch ‘Orange is the New Black’ with the three girls who came home with her for the night. With A, her three friends, me, Britney the Wonder Cat and Chloe the Super Bunny, there were seven women in the house at once ....more

Showing Up is Not All of Life…HRC #BookReview

If you’re a lover of books, and burdened with the ability to read way too fast, what do you bring on a 17 hour flight from New York City to Ethiopia? If you’re a political junkie and lover of all things electorate, you pack “HRC” by Jonathan Allen, which documents the time between Hillary’s defeat during the 2008 Democratic primary and selection, and ultimately her political rebirth as Secretary of State in the Obama administration. I remember reading “Game Change” a couple of years ago and thinking that to have been on the very inside of either the Obama or Clinton campaign would have been both inspirational and disheartening ....more

Ignoring the Shortcuts…

(Originally written on July 5th, before there was wifi service)… I’m at Bole Airport in Addis Ababa. What a trip. We’ve had everything you could ask for and more ....more

On Shooting Stars and Commitment…

It’s just about 99km from Addis Ababa to Adama. On the road to Adama you see so much. Caravans of oxen being herded along the shoulder of the highway ....more

Love, Ethiopia

All you need is love… Being in Ethiopia reminds me of something, and until this afternoon, I was trying to figure out what. Then, after realizing our new garden project is shaped in the form of a heart and having another stone heart pointed out to me when we arrived at our guest lodge, I understood what I had forgotten. You travel 17+ hours, brave lost luggage, exhaustion to the point of dropping, long days and even longer nights because of love ....more

Ethiopia, Day 1- A Forgotten Love

My writing partner, Huguenot O. Smith asked me if being back in Ethiopia was as wonderful as I remembered and I wasn’t sure. I’d just flown 24 hours across oceans and time zones and was pretty exhausted when I landed and wasn’t sure if maybe I was too tired to answer ....more

New York to Addis Ababa in 24 Hours

24 hours. That’s how long it’s taken me to get from New York to Addis Ababa with a short layover in Istanbul. And by layover I mean a mad dash through the terminals to find my gate because we arrived at the airport late from New York ....more

On Education…60 Years Later…

On Education. 60 Years Later… Because honestly, separate but equal doesn’t exist. I live in the southern part of Westchester County, New York ....more