OK, so I have been MIA… :)

But it’s all good. Been taking a break from some things, like blogging, in order to be more present in life. And honestly, I have not felt like writing here.

So I didn’t. When in doubt, don’t.

It’s been a complicated year, trying to unpack the ongoing turmoil and tragedy at my workplace of Michigan State University. I know students and others who have been directly affected by sexual assault and Larry Nassar’s abuse. I have been at a loss on how to best support them, other than to let them know of my care and respect for their courage. The anger and sadness is real. And deserved for the university’s continued failings to make things right.

I have had several friends die, way too young, and feeling their losses and seeing their families suffer with crushing grief has been hard. Another friend is fighting for her life, and is giving every bit of her soul to defeat AML. I hate her suffering.

And in the late spring, the wonderful Oreo kitty crossed the bridge, at 17 years old, after bringing so much joy to so many.

Yeah, that’s a lot.

I have chosen to be more present, less on my phone/social media, and forcing myself to see the quiet moments. I sat on a rooftop terrace in Paris, 10 times in 2 weeks, to watch the sun set over the city and have the Eiffel Tower come alive with twinkling lights.

I looked at the flowers in Rome, and tried to remember the smell of each.

I enjoyed my coffee. (Because yeah, it was better than the stuff in the US).

I thought about the things I want to write in the future, and what I want to leave behind.

It’s been a good time to realign and refocus. Which is a gift to get to do.

So yeah, I am alive 🙂 I hope you are too. Be present. Be grateful.

So…

If you hear from some talking head on some TV show that “writing a book is easy” – A) laugh, B) and then don’t believe them. I think the only way the only way you can say writing a book is easy if you didn’t do it – aka you used a ghost -writer 🙂 I am working on two book projects, yes, probably one too many, but they are not easy if you want to do them right. And I am working my fingers off trying to make them super-good. Sooo…keep your fingers crossed to please the writing gods, agents, publishers and we move on…

And Happy Flag Day! For veterans like my Dad, the flag means something special. And for immigrants like rest of my family, the American flag is the symbol of the new life they wanted.

Here’s something I did on U.S. Paralympian Heath Calhoun, who has found his passion on snow.

Namaste.

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