It’s March 2015, my husband’s alarm goes off. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. I’ve just returned from two months’ home with my Mom after her first mastectomy. My day to day life helping her heal was packed. Now I lay in bed with a cloud of depression. I finally have time to…
In January, I convinced myself to take a singing class. Something I thought I’d never do… again. If you knew me back in high school this would seem weird because, I used to sing all the time. I was in the choir, every musical, I took voice classes, I was even in a girl band.…
I have always had anxiety. I didn’t know what it was for a long time. Looking back, it’s something I’ve struggled with most my life. But, I also have a very adventurous spirit. Juggling these two sides of myself has always been a challenge. When I graduated High School, I knew it was LA or New…
Hi my name is Rachel and I’m an “approval addict.” I measure my success based on what other people think of me, not what I think of myself. There it is. It all started when I was a child. Think about it, we’re all taught if we do something good, we’ll get praised and that praise feels good. For…
Bangkok was the three day stop-over before the beach part of our honeymoon. The place to get over jet lag. I wasn’t that excited about Bangkok, because I’ve never heard any great reviews. You hear of sex trade, ‘ping pong shows,’ and drunk bachelor parties. Even when I posted on Facebook asking for tips, most people…
A year ago I subscribed to two magazines; Conde Nast and Travel & Leisure. I’m not really sure why to be honest. Maybe it was a secret voice pulling me to the unknown. It is funny what you put in the universe and how it circles back. So here we are on the eve before…
On New Years Eve, we took an Uber to Brooklyn for dinner with friends. My husband asked our driver, Mamadou, from Guinea “How was your 2016?” He laughed. “Best year yet! I married the love of my life.” I instantly smiled from ear to ear and said, “Us too.” He got super excited and…
Another classic ‘me moment’ on the plane home from Mexico this week…. In an attempt to read my magazine, I manically tried to twist my reading light on, announcing it’s not working. The beautiful woman next to me gives me a look like, “are you a dim wit?” and hits the button above the light…
After a whole month home with my Mom after her mastectomy, I had a lot of time to think. Think about what the point of all this is. What I’ve learned through cancer is that there actually is no point. No ‘End Point’ I mean. Let me explain… that idea that we all have…that.. “Once…
