I remember the day I started writing again. I was a full-time stay at home mom and business owner, six years into my marriage, lobbying with my son's school to get his IQ tested and nursing an infant. I wasn't getting much sleep at night and had to find time to juggle clients, housework and bills, babies and PTA meetings during the day. Needless to say my house never looked like spotless ones in the Parenting magazines!
My Voyage to India (and not the Republic)!
I can't even put into words the overwhelming feeling that came over me walking, arm in arm with my niece, approaching the stage while Ms. Arie sang to a theatre filled with just us 25 or so VIP Experience guests. She waved to us and made us feel as if we were her BFFs sitting in her living room, and all I remember thinking is...how did this happen? How am I worthy?
I’m back!
It's been several months since I've written anything on my blog and I apologize to my loyal followers for the long absence.
“In the middle of a street in Camden, NJ” – by J.T.Austin Jr.
I read this short essay at his memorial service this past Saturday (more to come about that) and several people have asked for a copy of it, so I am posting it on my blog. It was one of many small glimpses into the sensitive side of my dad that until his later years, was only uncovered in his writing. I can't wait to put all of his thoughts into book form but for now, I'll share one of my favorites so far:
Finally Over_Original Poetry 1/9/1985
Finally Over When I lost you I found myself and I hurt I pained for too long thinking of how foolish I had been to believe in you But my hurt turned into poetry and dance and I wrote and danced until I filled up the emptiness inside of me The void that set inside... Continue Reading →
Toni's Room 