When We Were Little Children…

When we were little children at Cresta Ola, we ate all our meals in the resort restaurant. It was always exciting, never ordinary, every evening alive with possibilty of something grand. The grownups would sit at their long table, and we children would sit at our long table. We sat in order of age with [...]

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When He Lands in the Philippines…

When my husband lands in the Philippines this afternoon, I will imagine how it will be for him to smell the tropical air and see my cousins who are on their way to get him. I will imagine them laughing impossibly loudly in the car all the way down EDSA and how he will be [...]

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This is where the story really begins…

Today is my parents 51st wedding anniversary. Daddy has been gone for 13 years. He died when he was 63, impossibly young, when I consider that now I am 49. The story began when Mama and Daddy met each other. Then it became the joining of two epics. One from the East, one from the [...]

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My family story is very interesting…

There are betrayals and near misses, miraculous interventions and last chances gone awry. It comes together from two corners of the world. The Islands of the Philippines, Georgia and the Old South. One story goes east, the other goes west. That is my personal history. And then it gets really interesting when I add [...]

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A Winter Morning in Boston

My husband went to get his passport this morning, and typically, we try to squeeze some fun in. After all, the kids are homeschooled and today I thought it would be perfect to look once again at the magnificent murals of John Singer Sargent. This is Our Lady of Sorrows. Although he was born in [...]

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