December 29, 2020 While I’m finally embracing the journey and basking in the joy of motherhood, let it be known that the road was far from easy. It certainly didn’t come as the next logical step. (Neither is it every woman’s calling or only choice, for that matter.) 4 years battling an autoimmune disease that’s... Continue Reading →

When you’ve been sick for so long, it becomes your story, or at least the only narrative that seems to define you.  Instead of embracing whatever else life has to offer, you tend to zero in on the one thing that’s making everyone else’s grass greener. To my mind, it was that my illness had... Continue Reading →

“I have fought, I have cried. I've been broke, I've been bruised. Yet at the end of the day, this life is what I still choose.”  10 years of professional theater. 10 years pursuing my one great love.  I find myself completely in awe of the journey I’ve had thus far— one that unraveled in... Continue Reading →

When the smog clears, I will not choke I will rise, I will speak, I will sing For truth, for justice and life’s current fight And a world that sees technicolor, not black or white When the chains come off, I will not hide Not in the shadows, not even in the wings I will... Continue Reading →

A few months ago, my family asked me to put together a book for our company's 38th anniversary. After months of relentless work and preparation, I am delighted to share that Turning the Page: A Collection of Letters, Stories, Prayers and Poems on Love and Loss is now available.  The book includes heartwarming entries from Boy... Continue Reading →

I woke up one morning feeling like the walls were caving in—as if nothing was going to change the course of things. At least, not in 2020. As I often do when overwhelmed by all things dismal, I wrote. I wrote and wrote and wrote.  I thought about The Sandbox Collective—our little company that could.... Continue Reading →

May 13, 2020 I’m sharing something deeply personal—a thing that rends and tugs at my heart each time it hits the surface.  I was in the bathroom when Little Women’s “Astonishing” came on and the words of Jo tore through me with every word, note and breath.  Now nothing feels the way it was before... Continue Reading →

This is Day 45.  I was in the dressing room of Maybank Theater when I received word on the impending lockdown. I drove home and shrugged it off as a temporary and minor delay in the production calendar. We were set to open that weekend. If you’re an actor, you know that when you’ve managed... Continue Reading →

Hi, everyone! Attempting to revive this blog the best way I know how—by speaking from the heart. Here's hoping it won't take years for me to write again. After all, this blog has been my canvas, and time capsule of sorts. Love and Light, Sab   ***** My work is my life. It’s not to... Continue Reading →