Birthdays, Pandemics and Black Forest Cakes

  Eighteen years ago, near the end of March, I brought home a tiny 6 lb  bundle of little girl wrapped in a blanket. It was a trying time because I had another bigger bundle of little girl at home that was not quite 2 years old yet, and I had more than a few …

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Birthdays Past and Present

  Two months ago my older daughter, Rajini celebrated her 19th birthday. This was her second birthday away from her family. When she was at home, my thoughts at this time would have been focused on planning the birthday party because this daughter is the one who enjoys gatherings of family and friends combined with …

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A Mother’s Day Reflection

On Mother's Day this year, the person who brought me into this world is enjoying a trip of a lifetime with a person that I brought into this world. My mother and her firstborn granddaughter are at the tail end of a two week excursion to Vietnam, enjoying the sights, the food, the cultural activities …

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Choices and Sacrifices

A Birthday Reflection from 2014 Letters to the newspaper can have unexpected consequences. After a letter I wrote  to the Jamaica Gleaner (commenting on the treatment of a patient at one of our public hospital)  was published, my mother was asked by a doctor she knows whether I had suffered any backlash as a result …

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“You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you” – Khalil Gibran

Last month I had the pleasure of spending a quiet Ash Wednesday at home with my younger daughter. It was just the two of us, because her dad was away travelling for work, and her older sister has been away at college since last September. Both of us were engrossed in our own work, but …

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My Father’s Words

In January 1998, I moved to Cambridge, Massachusetts to be with my husband while he completed his PhD. I was there for almost a year, and during that time, my primary means of communication with my family and friends back home in Jamaica was by regular mail (aka snail mail) or email. It was before …

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“For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday” – Khalil Gibran

Eighteen years ago, on the morning of September 20, after almost 24 hours of labour, we finally got to meet our first-born, a beautiful baby girl with a headful of hair, and a face that was the “dead stamp” of her father, as we say in Jamaica. We named her Rajini, which means queen but …

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