My first memory of being in a museum was as an 11-year-old at the Louvre with my 9-year-old sister and grandmother. I remember walking around the staircase to see the “Winged Victory of of Samothrace” and was left in complete awe. I couldn’t believe that a human had created something so intricate and immense. I…… Continue reading For the Love of Art
One thing that stuck me from my first week of orientation was: “don’t forget why you came here.” I am already in my second week of class, and I already feel myself slipping into a constant stream of thinking about the work – the problem sets, the readings, the presentations, class discussions, and finding a…… Continue reading Remembering Why You are Here
If I have learned one thing from my statistics class so far this semester it is this: nothing in life is certain. We can try and measure probabilities for elections, whether it will rain, whether we are going to do well on a test, or whether we will get a certain job. But more often…… Continue reading What If I’m Wrong?
Five days ago, I arrived in Boston with my life packed up in three bags, and thanks to Amazon, I had a mattress, sheets and towels waiting for me in the lobby of my student housing. After moving every year for the past 6 years (Atlanta, San Francisco, Nairobi, Bogota, NYC x2), it thankfully does…… Continue reading I’m a Master’s Student at the Harvard Kennedy School
Two weeks ago, I didn’t know anything about the Baltic countries of Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania. I couldn’t have even told you which ones were where, anything about the food the people there eat, their history, nothing really… Santiago and I decided to do a 10-day trip to learn more about these countries that neither…… Continue reading 10 Days in the Baltic States (Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania)
There isn’t an exact moment that I can remember that he switched from being my “boyfriend” to the “love of my life.” For as long as I can remember, he has always been the love of my life. I never considered that we would ever breakup, because we always treated each other like we were…… Continue reading When You Are a Family of Two