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“Gravity is an interaction. The Earth pulls on you, you pull on the Earth. You fall to the Earth, the Earth falls to you.” (Found at: http://srjcstaff.santarosa.edu/~lwillia2/p10/p10ch4.pdf) For 16 years, since my darling BFF Katy and I first visited New York together in August 2001 as a post-college-graduation-treat, I have fallen towards New York. According to the above logic, she must have been falling towards me, too. From time to time, while living in Boston in my early 20’s, I […]
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I’m determined to remain teachable . . . 1) For an entirely new perspective, look up. See what beauty might be found aloft. 2) Be the beacon of light that shines in the darkness, in the chaos, in the ever-changing kaleidoscope of seasons and locations. 3) Each molecule is infused with the infinite. 4) Speak your truth, even if your voice shakes. 5) When day turns to night and the temperatures drop, there is beauty yet to be found. 6) Dare […]
Summertime 2006. I was with my friend Dylan, who suggested that we go out for ice cream. “I’m trying to lose weight,” I reminded him. “Ice cream is strictly on the ‘forbidden foods’ list.” “So just come keep me company,” he suggested. I shrugged and followed him to the car, taking my usual spot in the passenger seat as he drove the approximately three miles to the nearest Dairy Queen. At the drive through window, he ordered one large Heath […]
“Thin are the night-skirts left behind By daybreak hours that onward creep, And thin, alas! the shred of sleep that wavers with the spirit’s wind: But in half-dreams that shift and roll And still, remember and forget, My soul this hour has drawn your soul A little nearer yet.” -Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882), from “Insomnia” Bedtime for Baby Girl, © 2013 by Gina Marie Lazar Lovrencevic. All rights reserved.
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In a few short days, Jeff and I will depart for our long-awaited, much-belated honeymoon to Central Europe. The last time I visited was in 2004, when I was a twenty-four year old wannabe gypsy grappling with the recent loss of my father. At that time, my trip to Budapest was an homage to him, since he’d been born and raised there. I brought relatively few possessions with me. However, I was sure to pack a 35mm point-and-shoot camera. For […]