Love Letters · writing

Garden of Children

Kindergarten… Amber and gold colored bits of paper floating away on the wind… Guilty glances as I destroyed the evidence… My earliest memory of a boy professing his love for me happened in Kindergarten. Kindergarten translates into “children’s garden” or “garden of children.”  The word was coined by German educator Friedrich Frobel as a metaphorical… Continue reading Garden of Children

The Affair

When all you want is Tiramisu, but life is full of Sardines…

In having a conversation with my cousin, I told her it is time for me to move to a new state in the next couple of years. I think it is time to go where my people are. I have long told myself, I have no people. No one like me exists. I will find someone, and we will… Continue reading When all you want is Tiramisu, but life is full of Sardines…