More than a year has passed since our lab was unceremoniously kicked out of the med school by a new administration that verbally took pride in not believing in oncologic and endocrine research. What century they believed to be living…
Mountains and Hills to Climb
A De-commercialized Christmas
Years ago, after enjoying an bountiful feast, my sister and I talked about how Thanksgiving was our favorite holiday because all we had to do was prepare a nice meal. We both knew that the craziness of Christmas expectations were…
A Little Piece of Peace
During the late 1990’s, the English progressive rock band King Crimson released an album entitled, Sometimes God Smiles, as a follow-up to their previous album Sometimes God Hides. The titles have always struck my mind for they reflect how we…
A Late Bird Relishes Chile as a Majestic Destination
If Benjamin Franklin were alive today, his Poor Richard would be wagging his finger at me. I was a late bird. I had missed a tasty worm to do some freelance writing that would have been a fun gig, but…
For the Grace of God, Go I
I was having one of those days that every woman past the “big zero” is familiar with, the kind of day when you look in the mirror and don’t recognize the face looking back. Etched smile lines, forehead creases and…
Brave Face
A while back, the BBC posted on article, “Growing Up Young,” on their website (bbc.com) about how the present generation of teenage (and pre-teen, I would imagine) girls are feeling the pressure generated by the media and society to fit…
An Answer to a Prayer
A watch set in motion by a Maker who abandoned His work is how some care to perceive this world. For myself, our Maker is an ever-moving force in my life, and there are times, such as this past weekend,…
The Gift of a Granola Bar
Sergio and I were on our way to the mountains to camp for an extended weekend. It would be a much-needed break from the constant work and politics at the university. Once outside of the city, Sergio stopped to…
Evolving Expat Dream
After eight years, our dreams for the future are evolving into something completely different. We discovered this while camping in Huequecura. Sitting along the bank, watching the river gurgle past rocks and boulders, with hawks and white storks decorating the…