The desire to try Smokin' Fins started with curiosity. Friends had mentioned dining there a number of times on social media. I wanted to find out what made this place interesting. I had heard the food was pretty good and the seafood was fresh. That's about all I had heard. But, that was a good… Continue reading A Restaurateur’s Passion and Love
Recently, I met with two people who have impacted my life deeply. One individual I've known most of my life. The other for much less time by comparison. But both, amazing ladies in their own right, have encouraged me, challenged me to grow, and loved me for me. Though she was officially my piano… Continue reading Porous, Profound Persons
Thank you for your responses to the previous post, Fragmented Beauty. If any of you have a story you'd like to share, please feel free to send me an e-mail, by clicking "CONTACT" at the top of the blog. Should you run into any problems there, leave a comment in this blog post, or any… Continue reading Communicating in Community
The earliest time I remember boldly expressing my passion for music was when I was four and a half. I wanted to learn to play the piano. I was desperate. Insistent. And persistent. I have no idea what else was going on in my four year old mind. Except, I couldn't not play. Apparently I… Continue reading Beyond Competing and Winning
In my previous post, Teeming and Teaming with Awesomeness, I talked about the importance of community. My community has been and is without boundaries. One individual volunteered as a doula to coach me through birthing and delivering twins. I'll never forget her. She stood by my side, pain and all, in a very difficult time… Continue reading Community and Gratitude
I love photographing people. They're fascinating. Here's a sample of my work. Lily Chang © 2018 You're on board, now, too, aren't you?
I'm not posting different gestures and examples to show that love is always lovely and good. Plenty can be said about the trials, frustrations, and difficulties that surface and fester. I'll be the first to admit that. I'll do that by sharing a poem I wrote January 6, 2012, when my life was falling… Continue reading Under Blankets of Sadness and Despair