Communication - Although all of us have been communicating with others since our infancy, the process of transmitting information from an individual (or group) to another is a very complex process. So here is a blog for everyone...just ramble on!

Communication - Although all of us have been communicating with others since our infancy, the process of transmitting information from an individual (or group) to another is a very complex process. So here is a blog for everyone...just ramble on!

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Monday, September 7, 2015

What's your #Superpower?

I am a mother. And that suffices as an explanation. I'm talking of a life as a mother that is filled with schedules; pouring cereals into bowls, rinsing dishes, forehead kisses, changing diapers, building castles, complimenting Lego creations, cooking, digging in sand, picking up toys, scrubbing floors, wiping noses, et al. All this and much more while I wait for my coffee to brew, and drink it peacefully....

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Until the end of Time....Let me rest in your arms,Framing your face with my hands,Rubbing my cheeks against your jaw,Feeling you, smelling you, touching you,The exchange of breath in pleasured sighs,Until the end of time.Let's have a secret rendezvous; just you and me,And go to a place where the rest...

Friday, July 31, 2015

The gift of friendship.

Lonely hearts don't grow cold if you have that 3:00AM friend to talk with. I've been missing "this" friend lately. We've been friends for over a decade. The devoted one who I know is always there. The one with whom I've never felt like I'm sailing alone in the gigantic ocean. The one who would never abandon me if I say or do something that is inappropriate. But, sometimes closeness slowly scatters....

Thursday, July 9, 2015

When I look back the past few years, I see the most illuminating years of my life. For one, I became a mother to my now-four-year-old daughter. Four years of being consistently present in heart, mind, body and soul for her. There were some really hard days; little sleep, too many dishes, endless piles of laundry, and always a diaper to change. So many needs to be met each day. Days when I felt swallowed...

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