The Taj Mahal has a love story behind it, as many of the best stories in history do… The Mughal emperor (#5) Shah Jahan’s wife Mumtaz Mahal, the favorite of his three wives, died in 1631 during childbirth of their 14th child. Shah Jahan was so devastated by her death that he built the Taj Mahal…… Continue reading Driven By Love – – The Taj Mahal
I felt like I was on sensory overload for two weeks in India – the sights, the smells, the sounds, the feelings and the tastes. The trip went: Delhi > Varanasi > Agra> Jaipur > Udaipur, and we were in each city about two days. Here’s just a glimpse across the cities of what I…… Continue reading The Colors of India
…it’s about the people who you are with. I would not have traveled all the way to India if it weren’t that I could share the experience with my dad. I feel extremely lucky to have been able to spend two weeks together. Special one-on-one time that is increasingly limited by our geographic distance and…… Continue reading It’s Not About Where You Go…
I spent this past long weekend with my dear grandparents in Wisconsin. While I am not going to write directly about the time we shared together because it was deeply personal, I have kept thinking about how life now is much different from when my grandparents were my age. Whatever happened to keeping a job,…… Continue reading Why Are Our Lives So Different?
I am completely and utterly blown away by the world, and I am incredibly grateful to have the privilege to get to see and experience so many different cultures and histories. This past week, I was in Dubai for a financial crimes training for work, and when I wasn’t working, I was out exploring the…… Continue reading Dazzling Dubai
“Welcome to Jordan! I hope that you will enjoy my country,” our first uber driver told us. Both my sister and I were blown away by the graciousness and kindness of the people in Jordan. People who loved their country, who were proud of their country, and thankful to have two American ladies wanting to…… Continue reading Welcome to Jordan!
That’s it. Like the blink of an eye, like it never happened, I was no longer in Brazil. Sitting on my parent’s couch in Columbia, South Carolina, I couldn’t help feel that time moves by faster than we can truly understand it. I leave for New York City next week, where I will start by finding…… Continue reading Now What?