There is a mountain high enough

If you were going to *start* hiking mountains, which mountain would you choose for your first adventure? A. Mt. Eden (Auckland, New Zealand)- 643 feet B. Mt. Rainier (Seattle, Washington, USA) – 14,411 feet C. Mt. Kilimanjaro (Arusha, Tanzania) — 19,341 feet The correct answer…

Too thinky to sleep straight

… This doesn’t normally happen to me. It’s 3:45 in the morning. I’m in Johannesburg. I tried sleeping; not happening. Maybe it’s the new-place-different-country-not- my-bed thing. Anyhow, so I’m up. I’m writing. These are 3 am thoughts, unfiltered (because I’m hoping I will be too…

Before we meet

I think it’s strategic for us to have saved “my biggest flaw” for the second to last day of #Janblogaday. It means I’ve had weeks to mentally prepare for this post. Not weeks of psychological torment at the idea I’d have to write about my…

Regret moments, not years

Day 27 of #Janblogaday: Regret.  I don’t regret anything in my life. I believe that every experience I’ve had, all my mistakes, all my successes have been for a reason. And if nothing else, they’ve helped to guide me and shape me in life and have…

Teacherhood of a dirty chalkboard

For day 24 of #Janblogaday‘s “teachers” topic, I’ve asked a few school teachers I know for a few words on “a teacher is…” Although its no extraordinary discovery, I found that these teachers (in different schools, teaching different age groups, across states and transcending their number of…

Haiti changed me

A very appropriate topic for day 12 of #Janblogaday: Recovery. Today, three years ago, a 7.0-magnitude earthquake struck the island nation of Haiti… the country’s worst earthquake in 200 years affecting more than 3 million people. (Writing from LAX on my phone…  forgive any mistakes)….

Grandma took my room, so I took her pajamas

A little trip down memory lane for day ten of #Janblogaday.  My great-grandma Jane was the epitome of elegance — she wore dark velvet dresses with shoulder pads and beautiful antique jewelry that glimmered like her eyes. She always had a knitted afghan shawl draped…