Today, it has been thirteen years since my first book, Beyond Breathing, went live. Today, it has been 5,441 days since I last hugged my daughter. I know exactly how and when Beyond Breathing began. It was December 12, 2006, when I received a sympathy card, a long letter, and an enclosed $100 …
Personal Journey
I guess I should introduce myself…
Hi there! You may be new to me, my website, or my blogs. I thought I'd take a moment to introduce myself and hope you do the same. Me? I'm an open book. Actually, I wrote a book about my life and it seems to have touched a lot of people. I'll get back to the book in a minute but let me give …
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE – Embracing the Beauty in the Broken
Margarete Cassalina, the author of the award-winning memoir, Beyond Breathing, and fictional novel See You At Sunset, has released her 3rd book: Embracing the Beauty in the Broken which has just received the Editor's Choice Award. “Embracing the Beauty in the Broken is an incredibly …
Featured in Woman Wednesday – My Q&A
I was asked to be featured in an international blog, 'Woman Wednesday' whose focus is to inspire women around the world, talk about an honor. Me? Whoa. It was published today; here's what I wrote. 1. What are you passionate about? I am passionate about living my best life, which includes …
Serendipity
Serendipity is the effect by which one accidentally stumbles upon something fortunate, especially while looking for something entirely unrelated. It's like: Who hasn't used the fun, bouncy, cartoon transferable ball of putty in their lifetime? In 1943, James Wright invented Silly Putty while …
Move
It seems the older I get, the harder it is to move. When did that happen? At 50, I know that if I don’t m-o-v-e, my body gets stiff, my energy dwindles, and my mind eventually follows suit. It’s not long before I find myself plopped on the couch still in my PJs, watching some reality show, …
Raw and Real
"Wow, you have beautiful eyes, are they yours?" This was the question slash compliment from the cashier at Publix this morning. "Thank you, yes they are, and so are the wrinkles," I answered; covering up my inability to take a compliment by my self-deprecating humor. It was …
