The last episode was a little segway to Love lost, hopefully to be regained. Mother never did let go, and in that, lived as she chose. Our progress as new inhabitants of NZ was quite the journey. My sister, my mother, and I...

My fame had set a new mood in the interaction with our surroundings, yet one day I arrived home to find Mother weeping inconsolably. This was beyond confusing as we had gone through so much and...

Sorry for the break if you were/are following. Settling in a new country, with a new language, and no support yet, was an experience that was both formative and enriched by novelty! My mother’s heritage and our new life...

Seasonal Break on History! With the festive season upon us, many thoughts come to mind. Going back to its origins, the Winter Solstice, mankind has sought to celebrate the beginning of rebirth or another chance—again...

Elephant in the room! I am taking a break from the narrative of M.I. because the elections here in the States have unleashed so much behavior that I strongly feel needs addressing. Donald J. Trump is president-elect! ...

Continuation from last writing. The cheapest rent mother could find was a ferry and bus ride from downtown Auckland. Also, it was overgrown and somewhat shabby. However, it was idyllic!