The Witty Wordsmith

I've been wanting a Bottega Veneta Andiamo to mark ten years of my career in 2024, which has been relatively successful, I would say. Ten years building not only sustainable career, but thriving in essential oils, dealing with French customers, learning how to talk about both commerce and conservation in the same breath. A decade feels like it…

I've been wanting a Bottega Veneta Andiamo to mark ten years of my career in 2024, which has been relatively successful, I would say. Ten years building not only sustainable career, but thriving …

Today is day Seventy Eight. I thought the last few weeks I got better, but grief keeps leaking, somewhere between the songs on the radio and when I revisit the picture and video from August 19th. I n…

Today is day 52. The first thirty days were strange. My mind still worked like a machine, remembering every theory about grief, every piece of wisdom people said in good faith. I knew the stages, t…

This article is part of the series: Advice from a Sister from Another Mother A collection of honest reflections and practical lessons from a 30-something to her 20-something sisters—about love, self-…

I was in the midst of a thick fog of losing. That much was obvious. The conversation with my husband last night somehow landed softly at the bottom of my heart, and maybe that was exactly what I need…

I thought I was strong. I thought grief would knock me down for a while, let me gasp, then loosen up. I thought being her daughter for thirty-two years was savings I could draw on. When she died, the…

How do you grieve someone who’s still alive? The question sounds absurd, maybe even cruel. Like betrayal, like you’ve already dug a pit for burial while the body is still warm. And yet, I did it. No…

Duniaku porak poranda sejak poros kehidupanku berpulang. Aku selalu tahu bahwa kehilangan adalah bagian dari hidup, bahwa setiap manusia hanyalah titipan, bahwa pada akhirnya semua yang kita cintai a…