A Life in the Dentist’s Chair


On a regular day, the history of my mouth isn't something I even think about, but the moment I walk into a dental office, that familiar smell nearly knocks me to my knees with dread. Memories of countless times before, sitting anxiously in the waiting room, flipping through magazines, wishing I was a model with naturally perfect teeth, wishing … Continue reading A Life in the Dentist’s Chair

Where it all began – The story of my birth.


It was a dark and stormy night... No, just kidding.  It was a sweltering midsummer afternoon when my mother's contractions began.  My father's cousins had come over to swim in the pool that day and through the window my mother could hear them laughing and splashing as she lay on the bed.  She would have … Continue reading Where it all began – The story of my birth.