October 10

October 10
October 10 was the day that had my three other siblings and me scrambling for airline tickets.  It was the date of my baby sister’s double mastectomy, and we were not going to let her go at it without her loud siblings.  It would be the first time we would all be in the same ...

Brave Part Two

25. September 2016 Gina DeNicola 0
Brave Part Two
I am brave damn it!  After all, I have two bracelets that say I am, I have people tell me I am all the time, I have kids who believe me to be brave, but the morning I had to climb onto the shuttle bus I wasn’t so sure that was the case. However, I climbed ...

Brave Part One

22. September 2016 Gina DeNicola 7
Brave Part One
As I sat in the airport waiting for my connecting flight, I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes. Mexico is my final destination with my baby sister. I took a deep breath because that’s what they tell you to do to relax. I was sitting right next to a pizza place, and all ...

New Words.

02. September 2016 Gina DeNicola 6
New Words.
A few months ago I finally broke down and told my mother I didn’t believe in God.  Her, almost predictable answer was, “Yes you do Gina.”  But I don’t, I’m not sure I even believe in the power of prayer.  Here’s why. Yesterday my baby sister was diagnosed with breast cancer. Last week my mother ...

How Did I Get Here?

How Did I Get Here?
As I sat on the balcony of my apartment looking at the downtown skyline and the sunrise, I realized it had been almost two years to the day when I closed the doors to my little bakery.  In those days that I owned the bakery, I was up hours before the sun even peeked its ...

Getting Older

Getting Older
This morning I woke up feeling 100 years old, every bone was creaking and hurt, for no real reason.  I have noticed that when you are almost 50, it’s harder just to jump right out of bed without something hurting.  As waddled my way to the French press to make some coffee to jump start ...

Put Down Your Phone.

Put Down Your Phone.
I had gotten to the airport too early for my flight, and as I was sitting at my gate with my coffee in my hand, I realized I was too tired to open my laptop or even look at my phone.  This got me thinking; I wondered how many things we miss while we are ...

I’m A Good Person, Damn It!

I’m A Good Person, Damn It!
I belong to a couple of private Facebook groups.  Most are about blogging, but some are not and because I’m seriously getting tired of social media, I started to clean my Facebook house. See, I almost left one of those private Facebook groups that touts itself to be a space where women can say what ...

I Write Because

I Write Because
I write because sometimes I have things to say, and I can’t get someone to sit and listen to me spew 700 words at their face. They know I will barely stop to breathe, let alone let them get a word in edgewise.  Usually, if I get interrupted I lose my train of thought, and ...

304 Days Since I’ve Had A Paying Job

304 Days Since I’ve Had A Paying Job
It has been just about 304 days since I watched the last Marvel Experience dome get packed into a truck, packed our little Fiat up for the last time (or so I thought) and my husband and I drove back to Nashville.  I was grateful to be off my feet because this final run of ...

If We Were Having Coffee.

If We Were Having Coffee.
If we were having Coffee. If we were having coffee, we would meet up at my favorite place, order our coffees and sit down at one of the long community tables.  I would look into your eyes, take a deep breath and hold back the tears.  You’d say, “talk to me” because you are my ...

Mantras, Sometimes They Work.

Mantras, Sometimes They Work.
As I lay in bed staring at the skyline of downtown Nashville for the last time, I was sad; just plain sad.  As I started to fall asleep, I let my mantra repeat itself in my head “It will be fine, I will be fine” over and over, my version of counting sheep. I woke ...

The Nest Can’t Always Be Full.

22. February 2016 Gina DeNicola 0
The Nest Can’t Always Be Full.
We were in Albany for a week, when I told Alison we would be home for the weekend; her response surprised me.  She said “good” and all I heard was relief and excitement.  Now, I pretty much dismissed that as a fluke because I have raised a ridiculously independent woman, but then Raymond sent me ...

Teaching, Kindness And Common Sense.

15. February 2016 Gina DeNicola 1
Teaching, Kindness And Common Sense.
I was sitting on the couch in the rental house in Albany, trying desperately to stay warm with a hot cup of tea and thinking about my little teaching gig last week. I had remembered the night before I was to teach three very excited girls how to make quiche, pie crust, cinnamon buns, and croissants. ...

Those Small Fleeting Moments

08. February 2016 Gina DeNicola 0
Those Small Fleeting Moments
Probably the worst show for me to watch is called “Time of Death” it documents people, in the final stages of their lives and how they and their family cope and plan for the inevitable. See, I’ve had this lump on my ankle the size of a golf ball and it has been there for ...

One Little Text.

One Little Text.
It’s snowing outside. It started snowing early. My insides were a bag of mixed emotions and the wind whipping through the window behind the couch I was sitting on didn’t really help my mood. As I sat there staring at the snow blowing and starting to cover the porch, I got a text. A text ...

Things Albany Has Taught Me.

Things Albany Has Taught Me.
The things I have learned from living in the frozen tundra of Albany in a little over a week are many. They are more than I expected to learn, and all of them are not surprising. I still hate the cold weather and have come up with a special curse word just for the cold. ...

Albany NY, Snow And Rented Houses.

Albany NY, Snow And Rented Houses.
  As we drove through Syracuse New York towards Albany the skies were cloudy, the remnants of a past snowstorm were still on the road and much to my surprise I had an overwhelming sense of calm. It was a surprise to me because if you know me even a little, you know I hate ...

Meet Me In Toronto.

07. December 2015 Gina DeNicola 0
Meet Me In Toronto.
“Meet me in Toronto,” he said. “I’ll come up from Michigan with the cast, and we will meet at the hotel,” he said. “Sure,” I said with my voice full of apprehension. I have only been out of the United States twice in my life. A trip to Toronto would make the third time and ...

Apology Accepted.

30. November 2015 Gina DeNicola 0
Apology Accepted.
For years and years, I looked for her, Elizabeth from 4th grade. I’ve written about her in my post “Amends” and with the advent of social media I could never find her. Every time I’d hear a story about bullying I saw her face and then mine. When I saw the movie Flatliners, I couldn’t ...

Sit And Write For Fifteen Minutes.

16. November 2015 Gina DeNicola 1
Sit And Write For Fifteen Minutes.
Write every day, even if it’s just for 15 minutes. So at 1:58 I started to write. I was in a slump since I came back from Toronto and had written a lot, just not a lot of good stuff. I’m struggling with my life these days. I’m bored, and I don’t know what to ...

I Will Not Let Fear Drive The Minivan.

09. November 2015 Gina DeNicola 2
I Will Not Let Fear Drive The Minivan.
Like I’ve said before, I idolize the Author, Elizabeth Gilbert. I have learned so many things from her latest book Big Magic, but probably the biggest was that you needed fear to be creative, you just can’t let it drive the minivan.  It has to come along, but it has to sit in the back seat, with ...

It All Started With A Pie

02. November 2015 Gina DeNicola 3
It All Started With A Pie
We were watching Public Morals on television last week, and one of the characters was sitting on the tub in her teeny tiny apartment, crying because she felt trapped. She was genuinely sad. The Gina of the past could 100% relate. The present day Gina isn’t sad anymore. Even though I am constantly in search ...

You’re Doing Just Fine.

You’re Doing Just Fine.
I look for inspiration everywhere, and often I get it from Facebook. Sometimes all it takes is a quote from Gandhi or Julia Child, but it will usually set the wheels in motion. Yesterday it was from the Author Elizabeth Gilbert; I have become slightly obsessed with her these last few weeks and for good ...

The Zombie Induced Writer’s Block

The Zombie Induced Writer’s Block
  Writer’s block I’m sure for the experienced writer is hard, but for the inexperienced writer like me, it’s terrifying. I have written 62 posts and never once have I had a hard time putting the words down on paper. I usually have 3 or 4 posts written and stacked just waiting for their turn ...