Yesterday I flew from London to Denver, Colorado, to get Evusheld, the treatment I need to give me some protection against Covid-19. This treatment is not a silver bullet, and like all COVID treatments, its effectiveness is not 100% nor will it last forever. But it provides a layer of protection I don’t have today, and gives me a path forward. I wish everyone in my position had this same possibility. Continue reading A path forward
It’s August. I look back a final time, close the front door and cross the street, rolling my bulging suitcase and carrying my bedside lamp, careful to not drag the cable on the ground. The orange leaves dot the pavement, … Continue reading Looking back on a year
This is my amazing girl and today is her last day of 10th Grade. I stopped by the garden on my morning run to take photos of her before she got on the school bus. Distanced and masked, I watched … Continue reading Photos through a zoom lens
Early in the pandemic, as the UK accelerated into its first wave of covid, the government had a sudden realization that its attempts at herd immunity weren’t going to work. Gathering in the Prime Minister’s study, key officials sketched out … Continue reading Who do we not save?
Like many people I have used art as a distraction during the pandemic. As part of this, I signed up for a challenge by 64 Million Artists in early 2021 where I had to respond every day to a prompt. … Continue reading Even more real
Imagine you have planned a trip but when you arrive at the airport, they tell you that the plane is going to crash. They can reliably tell you that 40% of people on board will be hospitalised and 27% will … Continue reading Should I board the plane?
I dream in metaphors. Challenges become mountains. Obstacles are floods, brick walls and locked doors. Sometimes I wake and can’t initially decipher a dream’s meaning. Once 16 years ago when I was eight months pregnant, I dreamed of a whale … Continue reading The power of my dreams
I used to be a world traveller. At least once a month – – and sometimes once a week – – I made my way to Heathrow, stood in the lines for security and followed the maze of corridors toward … Continue reading What does it mean to be Great?
She was dressed in a puffer jacket and winter hat, ready to depart. Lifting the protective blanket off of her baby grand piano, she sat down, wiped rubble and broken glass off the keys and and started to play. Around … Continue reading Shifting perspectives
On the morning of 11 March 2020, I took the train in to London. I disembarked at Waterloo, walked across the Hungerford Bridge, crossed Trafalgar Square and opened the door to the Institute of Directors. It was a trip I … Continue reading A million minutes ago