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Memories of New York

Things lost in relocation — A nostalgic look back!

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I arrived in N.Y. from South America several decades ago. It was a February day, cold and snowing. Matter of fact my trip began in the Caribbean island of Antigua and I recall the coldness that permeated the aircraft as we entered the northern hemisphere. We touched down at JFK airport and my soul came home — I fell in love! This is where I was born to be!

It was a glorious February day and a boon to a person who had spent their young days always sweating profusely. I did not know what the ailment was called at that time (hyperhidrosis). I just knew I was always hot and sweating when others were dry and seemed perfectly comfortable.

I began visiting Texas since I had family her, but the heat was always a big problem for me. After my first visit I learned that if I were to survive here I had better visit during the winters. And for many years that’s just what I did.

Then in 2010 some life changes were happening and I decided to change my status from visitor to resident. So I trekked on over with bits of my life leaving the bulk of it, both literally and figuratively behind.

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                                     Our first day as Texas residents …

Photo credit: justpene2010 (my Snookums was not yet born)

Gee and I began working at a large hospital with a super busy ER. I needed to get outside to take a break or just to breathe sometimes. The sun hitting the back of my neck as I walked to my car convinced me I could not live here.

The heat!!! Dear God the heat! I was convinced hell was housed in the south.

But I rallied on and some 10 years later here I remain. My recent trip to NY…my   one- time stomping grounds did fill me with some nostalgia.

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Things I feel I lost:

1. Shopping …nothing beats N.Y. fashion (and I was a fashionable girl).

2. The cold … I love the cold! It is currently summer here in New York but I recall how much I loved winters here, my favorite time of year. The magic and mystery of it all.

3. The FOOD — the best cuisines from every single culture is offered in its authentic self in N.Y. The competition is steep and your presentation and taste has to be on point to even make the cut as there are so many others to choose from.

4. The sounds  — N.Y. is not a quiet city. It rumbles, shouts and rages in a continuous circle…the city never sleeps after all.

5. The people and the fashion — new Yorkers live a life on their own terms.

6. The air of excitement and the busy air of passers by. New Yorkers always seem so busy living life. 

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New Yorkers dance to the beat of their own drums, I envy that, a little. They conform to and for no one. Their fashion tastes are their own and they make no apologies for their choices. I was once one of those New Yorkers with my own sense of fashion complete with the colored hair. 

I realize you lose things in relocation. Texas is now my home but I will always be a New York kinda girl!

This nostalgic trip down memory lane does not mean I am planning to relocate … I just mourn (more like just a little cry) for things I lost that I once had.

May God continue to watch over us all! Be safe!



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New York — A City Like No Other

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Yesterday my daughter and I were walking down an avenue in Brooklyn just doing a little “mild” shopping. My daughter was born in New York, in Manhattan, but we moved to Texas when she was five years old. She missed out on the big apple experience. As such she has not had many of the New York experiences and on this visit she marvels at the things she sees.

We saw this man just casually strolling along with this snake on his shoulders … just in the general public. So we asked to take his picture and he happily posed for us.


Snookums went off to Coney island with his older sister and brought back lots and lots of candy (which I have to monitor and hide away — dental work is so expensive later on).

These are actually gummies they bought at Coney Island.

Those gummy bears are huge and the smaller ones are three dimensional. The children are having a blast trying new and fun things and eating all manner of NY foods.

Gee has a small boat, he loves fishing and so do I, the children are learning and were able to drive it and surprisingly had tons of fun and did an excellent job of driving. Snookums has a need for speed it seems — he had me landing on my butt once or twice as I was not prepared when he hit the gas. All in all it is good fun to see the children happy and doing different things as they had been cooped up in the house for several months.

That is young Snookums at the wheel — doing a great job.

Then it was Ms. Yalani’s turn and she was quite pleased with herself as well. Since she has not begun driving cars yet, this was quite fun for her. She loved it!

Thank you for indulging us….

Be well!

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Easter: Faith & Fun Collide

Copy of Jesus Is RisenAs a child, Easter was a time of great joy!

School was out and us kids ran and played with the abandon of Youth. Kite flying was an event we looked forward to with great anticipation.

Good Friday we knew, no meats there could be, but of the sweets we would consume all we could eat.

There was a fable circulating about putting an egg in a glass of rainwater and it would show you your future, I was always afraid of what it may show so I never did it.

Kites were the order of the day and the older kids were the experts. We would trudge behind them to what we called the “back-dam” a few miles in the back where no one lived, there were just trees and animals to pick the wild paste, a glue that we would use to paste the kite paper together and young bamboo that would be malleable enough to bend and twist to make the “head” on the kite that would carry the wind in a certain way and the kite would sing (a loud whistling sound).

There would be kite competitions and the grand finale would be on Easter Monday. Kite flying, food and playing.

The History of Kite-flying 

Where did kites come come from? Per the American Kite fliers Association, kites were flown in China and the Malay Archipelago two to three thousand years ago. It is purported that kites were invented in China.

Back then they were used primarily for military purposes. Kites were even used to catch fish by early natives living in the South Sea Islands.

Kites were studied as a way to understand aerodynamics and electricity.

As kite flying spread to Europe compliments of Marco Polo, it soon got to North and South America. Enter my life in South America.

Kite Flying and Christianity

For Christians, kite flying is a symbol of Christ’s ascension to the heavens. As taught to us when the kite does up in the air it signifies the scriptural ascent of Jesus to the heavens.

This year Easter Monday will not be the same.


A typical kite made in Guyana, I was quite proficient at making them in my youth
The wooden frames the ‘bare bones’ of the operations

The day Jesus would leave the earth began as any other, He was speaking to his disciples and as always giving them directives of how they were to continue living.

Jesus commanded his disciples that they should not depart from Jerusalem but wait for the promise of the father.

Acts 1:9 — When they therefore were come together, they asked of him, saying, Lord, wilt thou at this time restore again the kingdom to Israel? 7And he said unto them, It is not for you to know the times or the seasons, which the Father hath put in his own power. 8But ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you: and ye shall be witnesses unto me both in Jerusalem, and in all Judaea, and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost part of the earth.

9And when he had spoken these things, while they beheld, he was taken up; and a cloud received him out of their sight.

The angels then spoke to them…

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Ephesians 1:20  — That he worked in Christ when he raised him from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly places.

“Ye men of Galilee, why stand ye gazing up into heaven? This same Jesus, which is taken up from you into heaven, shall so come in like manner as ye have seen him go into heaven”.

The disciples then returned to Jerusalem as Jesus directed and when the day of Pentecost had come, to the upper room and them being in one accord and in one place.

Suddenly there was a mighty rushing wind from heaven and filled the house where they were and they were all filled with the Holy Ghost and began to speak in tongues.

God had promised that in the last days He would pour out His Spirit on all flesh.

It warms to heart to read God’s promises, the promised Holy Spirit resides with us, praise God.

He is indeed our comforter, our guide and reminds us gently of those things we need to do and even of those things that we have done wrong.

The only Spirit gives us utterance on prayers especially in times we do not know what to say. 

My heart bursts with joy about Jesus especially this year as I witness the “goodness” of humankind.

Lots of love, peace, blessings and safety to you all. 

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