Category Archives: Reflections

Changes 2018 Part II

***Note: I wrote this a few weeks after Part I. I just suck as posting when I’ve written stuff. Forgive me? Awesome.*** I thought things were complicated at my old job. Medical devices, in Switzerland, paperwork and processes, checklists and

Changes 2018 Part II

***Note: I wrote this a few weeks after Part I. I just suck as posting when I’ve written stuff. Forgive me? Awesome.*** I thought things were complicated at my old job. Medical devices, in Switzerland, paperwork and processes, checklists and

Changes 2018 Part I

I recently quit my job. This led to a job search because I enjoy eating food and buying my son Legos. The job search included many technical writing, copy writing and horse riding positions. The last one I may have

Changes 2018 Part I

I recently quit my job. This led to a job search because I enjoy eating food and buying my son Legos. The job search included many technical writing, copy writing and horse riding positions. The last one I may have

The Mourning Before

When my mom called me on Halloween of 2011 to tell me that dad had died, I didn’t cry. I did feel the immediate hollow in my gut and the sense of sinking followed by pangs of hurt of guilt

The Mourning Before

When my mom called me on Halloween of 2011 to tell me that dad had died, I didn’t cry. I did feel the immediate hollow in my gut and the sense of sinking followed by pangs of hurt of guilt

Mango (Or Sticky Fingers Part II)

My fickle pickiness about not eating foods that are messy doesn’t come without exceptions. The messiest thing that I absolutely love to eat is mango. Fresh, ripe mango is a wonderful momentary escape to sweet tropical sunsets and the sound of

Mango (Or Sticky Fingers Part II)

My fickle pickiness about not eating foods that are messy doesn’t come without exceptions. The messiest thing that I absolutely love to eat is mango. Fresh, ripe mango is a wonderful momentary escape to sweet tropical sunsets and the sound of

Sticky Fingers

I have this thing about not getting my hands dirty while eating, even if it’s a finger food feast, I have to wipe them after every bite. I actually don’t dislike eating with my hands, but if I do, I

Sticky Fingers

I have this thing about not getting my hands dirty while eating, even if it’s a finger food feast, I have to wipe them after every bite. I actually don’t dislike eating with my hands, but if I do, I

Fire Drill

Prestwood elementary school still houses many memories for me. I cried my first day of kindergarten with Ms. Weir; later I learned to play house and told my teacher I wanted to be a truck driver when I grew up

Fire Drill

Prestwood elementary school still houses many memories for me. I cried my first day of kindergarten with Ms. Weir; later I learned to play house and told my teacher I wanted to be a truck driver when I grew up

D’heim in Züri

Long ago before I knew what “Isch guet gsi” meant, before I had proper fondue at the end of a 40-minute winter snow trek in the dark to a log hut in the middle of the cold, before my son

D’heim in Züri

Long ago before I knew what “Isch guet gsi” meant, before I had proper fondue at the end of a 40-minute winter snow trek in the dark to a log hut in the middle of the cold, before my son