When I saw him, I knew I had to talk to him, to meet him. Have you ever felt that when seeing someone you don’t know? As if you know the person somehow, that you feel connected but you don’t…

                If you have loved or not, whether you believe in it, or had it believe in you- If love has ripped you apart, are sewn you together, there is no denying the pulsating power…

                                          Photo: An oil painting in an antique shop in Venice, with a reflection of another painting behind it. Some of us feel, at one time…

                My Mother and Aunt Marie use to go to the antique auctions when I was little. After dinner dishes done, my Mom would race off with a smile, and high hopes written all over…

             It wasn’t a real cameo. It wasn’t lace made from the nuns in some faraway place. The book wasn’t leather bond, in fact pages were missing. The pearls…fake and the diamonds rhinestones. It was just…

                Photo: My nieces and nephews bus ride home from the first day of school in California. Chelsea came home from university (Prepa) this weekend and the first thing she said was, "Mom, in my…