We understand accidents happen

I really love to ride, there’s no doubt about it. And these past few weeks, my relationship with my Specialized Ruby bike has been very intense as I took part in LA2DC riding several legs in a cross country ride from Los Angeles to Washington DC, to raise...

The pit in my stomach

I can’t shake it off.  I’ve tried walking around the park, going to the hardware store, picking up groceries, even waiting in line at the bank, thinking all these various activities would take my mind off what is gnawing at me right now. Two hours ago,...

Inspiring people on the ride of a lifetime

It’s hard to describe what I’m feeling the morning after the conclusion of LA2DC,  an amazing cross country ride and running event.  After an opening marathon and ride, a team of cyclists and a support team crossed the United States to raise awareness for...

My 110 mile experience

Hours after the ride was complete, my heart is full and my body, especially me feet, feel the effects of riding 110 miles. I knew this would be an emotional experience with so many ups and downs in just over 6 hours. Riding in leg 11, I started the day remembering...

The Ride is On

April 24th, the day everyone on the LA2DC team worked tirelessly for, arrived under cloudy skies. As cyclists of all ages on all types of bikes arrived at the Armenian Consulate in Glendale to get final instructions and last minute bike adjustments, we were greeted...

Every Genocide Matters

I have always claimed that people are my passion and telling their stories is at the heart of everything I do. I also know that I tell others’ stories because my own family story has been silenced for two generations. While we never once described ourselves as...

Return to Sarajevo

The first time I set foot in Sarajevo, it was bleak.  January 1996 was cold.  Bitterly cold. The Dayton Peace Accord had just been signed and the war was over in Bosnia.  For three years, from 1992-1995, the people of Sarajevo had lived like rats…scurrying to...

The Accidental Caregiver…#10

My mother’s sister and niece just flew in from Denmark, and their arrival has transformed my parents.  They came bearing gifts:  books, scarves, dessert plates, pajamas…kind of like Christmas in May for my parents.  Their injection of laughter, familiarity, interest,...

Angel Sighting…David Henson

The world lost a bright light on Saturday afternoon, and heaven is brighter now, with the passing of David Henson, an Angel with Shoes if there ever was one. If you knew Dr. Henson, you have a story to tell, I’m sure, and probably more than one.  He stepped into so...

The Accidental Caregiver…#9

This morning a cacophony of sounds and images invaded my father’s brain as he came upstairs with a string of things to do, places to go, people to see and not one of them seeming to relate to the other.  I could hear my mother urging him to share his thoughts with me,...

The Accidental Caregiver…#8

I was excited to share with you details of the new raised garden beds we planted over the weekend, all the vegetables that are now being carefully watered and watched, and the joy of my parents when they realized one of their favorites, cauliflower, is among the...

The Accidental Caregiver…#7

Suspenders.  My father has decided he would like to wear suspenders, so we will be buying some today for him.  That notion hit him while we are doing other things and suddenly became the most important thing in the world.  For anyone passing us as we drove in the car,...