SamSam's World !!

  What does it mean to be a woman? The older I get, the more I find myself asking that very question - call it one of those nagging things you pay more attention to as you enter the 30s club, I don't know..  Does it mean married with kids? Because it seems that's the first thing people tend to ask when they get into conversation with you. Are you married? Do you have kids? As if those two checked off makes you any more or less of a complete woman. But does it? By society's standards, it does. Unfortunately, you are somehow not seen as whole if you don't have a family to share your life with. Someone to call your "husband" or someone to call you "wife/mom". Don't get me wrong, I think it's wonderful if you do have those things checked off your 'Life List', but if in the event you don't, you surely shouldn't feel any less of a woman because of it. The fact is, maybe that special someone hasn't yet come along (in this big, wi...

The boat is moored at the dock and the waves gently crashes against its curves, hugging its base like an old worn glove. Our bags are packed and the open sea calls out to us.. Come. We board the small confined space and start the engine up. As we come away from the wooden structure and slip into the current, the shoreline quickly disappears behind us. The vast ocean lays ahead, welcoming us like an old familiar friend as we turn up the radio and cruise along the path well-travelled.. I close my eyes as the salty spray whips its cooling nectar across my warm skin.. I soak in the feeling and tune out the music, the sun and everything else around me as I get lost in the steady rocking of the boat and waves.. Transporting me beyond the chaos of the land, curfews and whispers of lockdowns.. Bringing me into the rapture of the moment – it’s only here. It’s only now. The seconds slip away into minutes. The anchor is drawn and plunges forward into the depths before it, sinking deep within ...

I start this by sharing something I wrote for myself at the beginning of 2020 (March 23 rd   to be exact) never giving it a second thought that it would see the light of day, but here goes… Right. Where do I begin? In the midst of this global pandemic, it’s hard to be believe that the year is only three months in, because to me, it feels like we’ve been here forever. With new cases popping up every day – no scratch that; every hour – it seems quite surreal. And yet at the same time, it seems like just yesterday we were all saying good riddance 2019 (you can kick buckets) here’s to 2020 – bring it on! Now I think it’s safe to say that I wouldn’t mind a 2019 do-over. How the hell did we get here? That’s a rhetorical question by the way – because we know exactly how we got here (my conspiracy tin hat is tingling with ideas) but I’ll leave that for another day… The fact of the matter is, it boils down to one thing. Humans. Yes, us. We can’t quite seem to stop meddling in things we have...