Family
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366, Day 1
Woke up at 3:00 am with an idea and a possible solution to keep me writing everyday. Writing is like any discipline, one must do it everyday if able. My poetry book 66 Laps, was based on the first ‘mile of life’. Perhaps a good companion would be 366. An entry per day for the…
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Magnificent Motherhood
May 7th, 2020 (re-posted from Devotional Section at: http://www.unionchurchla.org) Today I divide my life into two chapters of memories. The period of time when I was not a mother, and my life after Ravi’s birth in 2005. I am ‘pre-Mom Christine’, and ‘Mom Christine’. And although I have many similar traits and interests, there is a through-line in our…
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Kobe, Psalms, and Pensive
Ever have one of those weeks where by Tuesday evening, you’re ready for it to be over? Yes, that was this week. Unless you’ve been purposefully absent from all electronic news alerts, by now most know that Kobe Bryant, his daughter and several of their close friends died in a horrific helicopter crash on Sunday.…
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Happy 14th Birthday to my Son
A little repost of a birthday message from my Page to my son. One year you are changing diapers and then suddenly they are learning to shave. Time went fast, but I loved every moment. – a grateful Mom
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Perspective from Tragedy
parental perspective from recent school shooting…
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Happy Veterans Day
Thank you Veterans. To those who have served, are serving and will serve: There are still many of us out here who appreciate you! – CNS Below: my grandfather Capt. Joseph Grant Smith, and my father while in flight school (Capt. Cordell Claude Smith) circa 1966 when Capt. Smith was the CO of the USS…
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This is 50
This is 50. In a city like Los Angeles, and society, such as everywhere, I thought turning 50 would plunge me as many a woman today into deep depression and another superfluous $250 wrinkle cream. However, this August, I found myself entering this new decade in embrace, grace, and rather grateful. Officially turning the big…
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Stop Driving the Car of Grief
This profound but simple mantra from a wise psych Dr. echoes in my head the last few weeks: “Stop driving the car of grief.” He’s right. My first Father’s Day without my father came and went last Sunday. This was the first time I didn’t send a card, make a call, send a gift, or…
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More on Memorial Day
The link below re-posts a published LinkedIn article from almost exactly 4 years ago. It’s also a tribute to my grandfather, a WWII hero and a member of the ‘least braggadocious’ generation — in my opinion. https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/memorial-day-more-salute-less-sauce-please-s-c-nor- Every Memorial Day (and Veteran’s Day) I’m reminded of the freedoms we enjoy daily and often without genuine…
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The Now What?
Now what? I’m stuck in an emotional chasm between memories and ‘next steps’ or to be completely candid, my own ‘bucket list’. God, I hate that colloquial term, yet sometimes it fits. I write and stop, then write some more only to succumb to paralysis as I hear a song my father loved or see…