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18 Years in the Making
On December 18, 1995, my plane landed at Dulles International Airport in Virginia. The very first thing I remember is looking up and seeing 4:43 PM. That’s my first memory of being an…
On Perspective & An Announcement
When you’ve been blogging as long as I have, it’s really easy to get caught up in comparison, competition and the popularity game. Add social media to the mix and it’s incredibly easy…
The Silly Aspiring Digital Nomad Philanthropist
I want to tell you a story. I’m going to ask you all to close your eyes while I tell you the story. I want you to listen to me. I want you…
‘Cause I’m a hopeless wanderer
2 years ago, I wrote this post on the biggest lesson I’ve learned about being a grown-up. In the post, I talked about how being on the road is what helps me feels…
Letting Love Win
Love is the child of an endless war Love is an open wound still raw Love is a shameless banner unfurled Love’s an explosion, Love is the fire of the world Love is…
About “A Distorted Dream”: The Urge to Cut
My wrist is daring me. It’s too beautiful, without a single scratch in years. I don’t deserve such perfection on my body. It’s taunting me. Just one cut would be enough. A single imperfect…
I Am…Beautifully Different (And other things)
I am… …5 days away from being back on the east coast for the first time since I got in my car and left it behind 10 months ago. I am feeling all…
I Put Pen to Paper – And This Is What Came Out
I couple of weeks ago, I grabbed my notebook and pen, went to a coffee shop and sat down to write. This is one of the things that came out. So here is…
Just A Spoonful of Nutella
I can’t even tell you how many times I logged into my blog, re-read my old posts, looked at the drafts and then just closed the tab. Because life has been overwhelming, both…
The Cost of Ignoring Your Gut Instinct
When my gut told me that I should keep pushing for my dream because it made me happy and it just felt real, I almost ignored it. The outside voices were louder. The…