Where’s Everybody Going?
Where’s Everybody Going? That was a rhetorical question that my mom started asking some years ago after experiencing numerous deaths of friends, family members, and
Where’s Everybody Going? That was a rhetorical question that my mom started asking some years ago after experiencing numerous deaths of friends, family members, and
How often do you set goals, plans, and dreams that surpass any adventure that you had ever done prior? You have prepared as best as
Today marks the third Mother’s Day that I celebrate without my mom. Amid these years that I have spent without Mom, I have felt bitterness
Traveling can unleash and expose many different emotions from people: fear, anxiety, and excitement, among others. Since my mom passed away in July 2021, traveling
Spring 2019 was a great time in my life. One season in my life had ended painfully and this new season had brought great blessings:
Last October, during the last twenty-four hours of my Hawaiʻi vacation, I spent most of my time visiting two cultural institutions on the island of
In the past year, I accomplished a few non-bucket list adventures for the first time: I ziplined, snorkeled, and parasailed. Only one of these adventures
August 29, 2023, marks eighteen years since Hurricane Katrina made landfall in New Orleans, my then home. There was a time when every subsequent August
What do you say about the second year without your loved one? July 2, 2023, marks two years since my mom passed away from this
Last year, I won a trip to the Grand Bahama Island. A few months prior to being contacted by the travel agency, I entered my
*NOTE: Part II of my grief letter was written in the same sitting as Part I for my GriefShare class, but upon typing the letter,
*NOTE: I wrote this grief letter one year ago (March 2022) in response to a writing prompt in my GriefShare class, for which I attended
Hawaiʻi and Curaçao are playing today for the Little League World Series title. Seventeen years ago today, I was staying in a hotel in downtown
Last Friday, “I need a break” were the first words that I uttered when my mom asked me how I was feeling. Why did I
There are a lot of men who act as three-fifths of their nature because they had an absent father. Consequently, they have developed into a
“If you see the oppression of the poor, and the violent perversion of justice and righteousness in a province, do not marvel at the matter;
I gave my life to Jesus Christ when I was ten years old in July 2003. Although I was raised in a Christian household, I