Diabetes, Deliberation and Dads

Recently I’ve been listening to Madonna’s “Like a Prayer” on repeat. When’s the last time you took a good listen? I hadn’t listened to it closely probably since I was 13 yrs. old. I had such a visceral reaction to “Life is a mystery; everyone must stand alone”.  I am reading over this blog post…

Homeword Bo!

Warning! This blog post is coming to you from Heathrow airport and I am dictating everything! I am also writing this within 24 Hours Traveling straight. At this point, I have four more hours of waiting and then a six hour flight… let’s take a look at what it’s like traveling internationally while living with…

Living it Up, it’s a Big Kick, it’s Good for You!

When I was fourteen years old, I was allowed to take some acting classes at H.B. Studios in New York’s Greenwich Village. I had to take the PATH train from Jersey City over to the Christopher Street stop in NYC. Sometimes, I skipped the classes and just went exploring. It was an area that felt…

Time to Bust Out My Patronus

     Maybe I will save the Byzantine processes of setting up a Czech phone and bank account for when I really need to vent about administrative details. Instead this post will have you all wading around in the moments before I” leapt “and “waited for the net to appear”. Getting around Brno was really the…

Traveling Blind is Like Crowd Surfing Naked

  One of my sisters sent me a message recently about this trip. Amongst the advice and concern was an insightful sentence she wrote, “One thing is for certain, you have cleared away any stagnation in your life, right?”. Yes, big sister, you are indeed extremely right! Before this trip, Mike and I probably had…

Leaving the Jersey Shyer

A Little Coklyat and a Dash of Gibran Sometimes, a quote can just say all you need in one line, “For even those who limp, go not backwards.”, written by Khalil Gibran. I come from a family of quote lovers. My dad, “Success is 1% inspiration and 200% perspiration.” He’d write them down and then…