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Holistically Speaking: Everything is Connected

Mother of Serendipity

Chaos. There’s a theory about that, you know.

My phone buzzed with the news alert at the same time the elevator doors opened.

I shooed my FrankenZombie and Elena of Avalor inside, waited to see which one would win the scramble to push the button, then pulled out my phone.

A pickup truck had run over people in a bike lane downtown. Possible shots.

Please, no children.

I live in NYC and THAT was my only thought. I’ve gotten over being shocked by it all.

In my gut I knew what I’ve known, every time, since a second airplane flew into a tower 16 years ago: Of course this was deliberate.

I walked around the east side of Manhattan, letting my kids decipher a map of places to go trick-or-treat. I focused on creepy makeup and colorful costumes, giggles and squeals, the warm smiles and sparking eyes of adults who…

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I frequently write about the struggle to find the bright side of life and motherhood, looking out for unexpected treasures, and committing random acts of photography in my adopted hometown of NYC.

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