by Cybele | Oct 31, 2024 | 2024, Strings & Stories
My battered but faithful body, my new employee badge, my daughter’s lunch pail, my boot-cut blue jeans – I might as well have been a bride walking down the aisle with my old and new, my borrowed and blue. Though, instead of an altar at my destination, I...
by Cybele | Sep 17, 2024 | 2024, Strings & Stories
I’m heading up to Seattle tomorrow. My daughter, Martina, is starting a master’s program at Seattle University and I’m going to help her get settled into her new apartment. I am so excited for her! She has worked extremely hard to get to this point...
by Cybele | Aug 19, 2024 | 2024, Strings & Stories
“I used to play the violin” is a refrain I hear often. It is usually spoken to me as I greet concert-goers after a performance, and is frequently followed by two additional thoughts – one that looks regretfully to the past (“I wish I had kept at it”) and one...
by Cybele | Jun 6, 2024 | 2024, Strings & Stories
I went swimming this morning at the YMCA. I don’t swim every day but boy does it feel great to start the day out this way. I’m going to be heading to Italy tomorrow so I wanted to get one last swim in before my trip. I’m not an avid swimmer. In fact, I don’t actually...
by Cybele | Apr 28, 2024 | 2024, Strings & Stories
When I first saw Nadia Comaneci compete in the 1976 Olympic games I knew right away that I too wanted to be a gymnast. I went to sleep at night with images of Nadia’s routines playing over and over in my mind. I dreamed of doing aerial cartwheels, back...
