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This is 30

Hi Everyone, About a week ago, I turned the big 3-0. Super odd as it felt like yesterday that I was navigating towards my 20s with love, heartbreaks, lessons I would never imagined I learned, memories I have etched in my heart and most important of all, getting to know/love myself better. 20s they sayContinue reading “This is 30”

Set Sail

In the middle of the abyss, I couldn’t help but wonder was it smart to put all my hope in one boat? I’m not sure what brought it on, the boat drifting in the middle of the ocean or the fact that we were letting the wind take us where it pleases. Was this aContinue reading “Set Sail”

Eat Pray Love

In 2018 on New Years Eve I was getting ready to go out with my friends to a ballroom party filled with the River Oaks socialites. Entering 2019, I knew I needed to work on myself. I was fresh out of a break up. It was like I was learning to walk again entering theContinue reading “Eat Pray Love”

Old Friend

Hello Old Friend It seems that you’ve chosen to visit me once again, more frequently than ever before. I wish I could go back to the days where I didn’t know you. At least the days where you were a stranger even though we ran into each other many days, months and years. At leastContinue reading “Old Friend”

Going the Distance

There are so many articles, podcasts, movies and books about  how difficult long distance relationships can be but I didn’t pay attention to any of that when Mr. Big came into my life. It wasn’t your love at first sight or the instant ramen noodle relationship.  Big was charming in his own way. In theContinue reading “Going the Distance”

I Love You, New York

Is it possible to feel like your entire stomach is going to jump out of your body? As if you’re living your life through your dreams. As I sat on the plane, trying to focus on Option B by Sheryl Sandberg, my mind had several light bulbs flashing so I did what I do best,Continue reading “I Love You, New York”

Scent

Scent is our most primitive sense. It is so fundamental to our lives from the ones that trigger childhood memories or the ones that help us capture those perfect moments in time. If sadness had a scent it would smell like an abandoned house no longer filled with laughter. If anger had a scent itContinue reading “Scent”

The Wall of Bengal

I have a tendency to become enamored with those who are difficult to understand, who are dreamers but share themselves sparingly and rarely with their whole hearts. I become infatuated with the enigmas of people and their mysteries. Peeling away layers and finding clues to solve their wounds. Maybe that’s why I was drawn toContinue reading “The Wall of Bengal”