I have often teased Kevin that Rubina is 70% mine and 30% his. It's just a joke in our home but when she was first born I actually used to get mad when people would mention how much she looked like Kevin with no mention of me. I never expressed this outwardly, of course; it was simply an internal … Continue reading The 70/30 Theory | Throwback Thursday
Category: adoption
The Genetic Gap.
These are my parents. I love them. Adore them. And what a family resemblance, right? I know I'm extremely fortunate to find deep family connections where there are no actual bloodlines. I've mentioned before that I've never felt any level of disconnect between my parents and I. There is, however, a genetic gap. A part … Continue reading The Genetic Gap.
Threads of Tradition | Throwback to a Sweet, Little Sweater and Traditions that Bind
(Left, me 1984 | Right, Rubina 2015) These photos thrill me. I love seeing Rubina in the same sweater I wore as a little girl. I delight in any opportunity to share with my precious Ruby. Especially pieces of my childhood. You may think I'm a terrible mother, but I found so much joy in … Continue reading Threads of Tradition | Throwback to a Sweet, Little Sweater and Traditions that Bind
see resh run.
I started running again recently, as in...yesterday. It was likely my 3,289th restart. I hate it. Running, that is. I suppose it's possible that if I were to run regularly and keep it up, for once, I might eventually fall in love but I just don't see that happening. I once ran consistently for about 3 … Continue reading see resh run.
Ballerina | Writer | Soccer Player
I have always been a pretty big dreamer. I've had a lot of them come and go throughout my life. There was a pretty long list of things that came to the forefront of my mind, as a child, when asked "What do you want to be when you grow up?" In no particular order, below is a list of some … Continue reading Ballerina | Writer | Soccer Player
When Two Became Three, and One Became Whole.
Anyone who knows me knows I love the fact that I'm adopted; that I wear the title of "adoptee" with pride. This is primarily because I came from an impossible living situation in Calcutta (now Kolkata) and was blessed to be adopted into a loving, accepting family. Growing up, I cared nothing about genes because … Continue reading When Two Became Three, and One Became Whole.
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