Tag Archives: love

Moveable Feast

Posted on May 14, 2013 by

But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the … Continue reading →

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Two Weeks in the Life — Sunny Saturday

Posted on May 4, 2013 by

It is Saturday afternoon.  I have missed my Refine class.  I am hours overdue for a run and appointment with my trainer.  I am sometimes prone to lateness, but not by hours.  Usually by a window of approx. 10 mins. … Continue reading →

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Bird of Paradise

Posted on April 12, 2013 by

The sense of relief is palpable. There is a part of me that is relieved, and a part of me that feels as if I am losing my mind.  A part of me that smiles big, and a part of … Continue reading →

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Big Loves

Posted on April 9, 2013 by

I used to wear a citrine ring.  Until that day, five years ago in June — at a family wedding. The night of the wedding, after a good many glasses of champagne, my mother had pulled a coveted piece of jewellery off … Continue reading →

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Brave

Posted on April 5, 2013 by

I got hit by a car two years ago this weekend. Getting hit by a car is a weird thing.  I wasn’t seriously injured, but I was injured just enough.  And a disorienting series of events quickly followed, including an … Continue reading →

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Come She Will

Posted on April 2, 2013 by

Five years ago today, I was in Beijing. I had left my BigLaw job rather abruptly and had taken off for China. That first night at the hotel, I’d written: A friend’s mother once snapped a photograph of me reading on their … Continue reading →

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Here’s Where The Story Ends

Posted on March 28, 2013 by

What would it have been like if your life had turned out the way you wanted when you were a kid? Sundappled Sunday on left and right coasts, Beautiful from Griffith Park to the Battery; Sunset strip To SoHo. I … Continue reading →

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Alone

Posted on March 27, 2013 by

Fears come in different sized packages. Tell the story of a time you had to face a fear, big or small. You’d never know it now, but I am terrified of being alone. When I got married, my best friend gave … Continue reading →

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Giant Squid

Posted on March 23, 2013 by

Write about an experience you had that was so strange or incredible, it sounds like it could have been made up. I am somewhat obsessed with handwriting. I send a lot of cards; letters.  But I am also mad about … Continue reading →

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Safe Haven

Posted on March 13, 2013 by

Tell a story about a time you got drunk before you were legally able to do so. By the time I arrived in Copenhagen, I had not been fully horizontal in 48 hours. I had travelled from Carmel to San Francisco; … Continue reading →

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