I have a natural tendency to look on the bright side of life (whistle…) Twenty two years ago, this very week, I gave birth to my baby girl. When my boyfriend and I found out I was pregnant, in college, it was overwhelming and there were many tears. However, not even a week after we …
Under my desk calendar was a letter addressed, “To Rebecca of 2017.” It was written by me at the end of 2016. I wasn’t sure what to expect because I don’t have a very good memory anymore; one of the symptoms of Cushing’s is mental problems (both the cognitive and emotional.) But my feeling of …
There have been many attempts to describe to “regular folk” the challenges of those of us who have chronic illness. The Spoon Theory is a good one. The Matchstick Theory is a little more apt. But I’ll attempt my own called, The Crap Theory. This is less about choices of energy and just…about what it’s like to always feel …
INT. Small, dark bedroom. A large form is under the blankets of the bed, covers drawn over its head. There is a knock. The form does not move. Another knock. No response …
Dear Life: You suck. I sit here sipping nettle tea because I was advised it would keep me alive when I can’t eat much, which has been the case for several weeks now due to digestive distress. I suppose I should be grateful to you for the existence of nettle, but since the advice came …
I have received many thoughtful get-well gifts this past fall. One of my music students gave me a Tulsi tea that is so subtle and perfect right now. Tulsi is also called “Holy Basil” and an herb my daughter once grew in our backyard. I’m having trouble drinking and eating much and this particular variety …
Almond Crisp tea from Short and Stout is my favorite flavor of the summer so far. I have the caffeine-free version which lets me drink it anytime of day. With a splash of cream and over ice, it’s perfect (and pink!) Unfortunately, I’m having a hard time doing much more than drink tea. The last …
Sipping my tea this morning, I reflect… A successful marriage takes three things: shared values, luck, and fucking hard work. This week my husband and I celebrate twenty-one years of marriage. We met in college when I was eighteen and he was twenty. We were the weird ones on campus that didn’t try to destroy …
Well, the third Albany Tea Festival this past Friday was a hopping place! I represented the Honest Weight Food Co-op sampling their cheeses for festival-goers and chatting about what cheeses paired best with teas. Then at 8pm, my troupe of voice actors put on my original audio play. The sound effects were groovy, and I …
And I still have a lot to say, but so much is jumbled up that I have a hard time sorting through it all. Until I get back into the TeaPunk Tales groove again, I leave you with this: If praying is holding the warm cup in two hands, May we sip in peace.
