Author: Anissa Berasi

Oh, Brother!

I was five and three quarters when my mom gave birth to her fourth child. I can still clearly remember listening to one side of my grandmother’s conversation with family and family friends in which she was regaling them with the tale of my mother’s labor and ultimately the joyous news of Peter Joel’s arrival. The newest member of our family; a sweet baby boy with brown eyes. Another brother.  My third. I cried and cried and cried and then cried some more that April day in 1986. He was supposed to be a girl.  He was going to...

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FOMO, No Mo’!

I have tried, with some success, to incorporate the typical basics when it comes to self-care into my life. Admittedly, I can always do better job of moving my needs up the priority spectrum.  The room for improvement is directly linked to my lack of time.  It’s not that I want to neglect myself.  But those hours in a day – they tend to slip right through my fingers. That, my friends, is changing.  I recently found that I have more time for ME. I am so excited to share my little trick with you: I say no. I...

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Comfort & Hope

Last week I had the wind knocked out of me when I learned of a childhood friend’s shocking and tragic passing.  I’m stuck in the memories of his unique and hilarious personality.  Catholic school crushes.    Soccer sideline shenanigans.  High school honors classes.  His ever present and sweet parents.  His lovely sister, a teammate of mine.  Instant heartbreak. When a piece of the tapestry of your life is torn it’s easy to dwell in that empty space.  Life keeps moving which seems cruel and unnatural.  This death was an unwelcome reminder for me to enjoy today.  THIS IS THE GOOD STUFF.  And...

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This Too Shall Pass

I am often asking my boys: “Where is the love?!”.  By ignoring me and making me work for each and every ounce of affection offered, they have turned me into the needy girlfriend who looks for constant affirmations that her boyfriend still likes her, that she’s cool enough, that she’s fun enough…. I think I’m going to be left hanging on for some time. In the not so distant past, they were Mama’s boys.  Now, I barely get a backwards hug (i.e. a hug with zero participation from one party in which he backs into you, does not actually put...

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Small Change. Big Impact.

Let me start by sharing my worst kept secret:  I need structure and self-imposed rules to keep my life in order. It’s very hard for me to motivate myself without a sound plan and a check list.  I have accepted that it’s just how I roll.  Lately, I have been more irritable and mentally exhausted.  I’m sure the holidays played a part in it.  Overall, I felt like I could be more pleasant, less going through the motions and more focusing on the here and now.  So, as any self respecting creature of habit would, I set a rule regarding social media and my phone in general.  This recently implemented rule...

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