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For The Ones Left Behind
The sky tucks in above me. Hazy pink making way for night. Street lamps slip on their sweaters of light. The afternoon calm of my work refuge in a LA hotel lobby vanishes into a sea of clinking gl...
Hello From Heathrow
Here at Heathrow’s Terminal 3, I watch planes descend through the clouds or roar into flight. In spite of the disorientation caused by nearly 24 hours in transit, there is a beauty in the suspen...
Choosing Meaningful Memories Over Fear
Fear ran my life for as long as I could remember. From the terror of the first day of a new school – what if the kids didn’t like me – to the fear that I wasn’t pretty enough ...