Last week I read an article in the New York Times titled "Why Can't Middle-Aged Women Have Long Hair?" While at 39 I'm not middle-aged (when does middle age start anyway?)it did make me think, "Am I too old for my hair?" My own hair is as long, it not longer (it's just about two … Continue reading Whip my hair (or whatever else I want to do with it)
My mother, my mirror
Lining the wall of my mom’s hallway are family photos. One of those photos is of me; I think I was 20 or 21 when I took it. The roll of film was on its last picture and I pointed the camera at my face and clicked. It’s an awful picture, so when I saw … Continue reading My mother, my mirror
Confession time…
I just wrote a blog for Being Latino titled La anti-Latina. A humorous (?) look at my struggles as the 'atypical' Latina. Not hours after it posted I saw that a childhood friend (now acquaintance) changed her profile picture on Facebook. It's a beautiful photo meant to show off her, obviously, late-stage pregnancy. She's older … Continue reading Confession time…
Love…
If you ask 10 different people what love feels like, you'll get 10 very different answers. For most it's a complicated mix of many things that some would say, are undefinable. Many even, in their frustration at not being able to explain say, "I don't know, but you'll know it when you see it" or … Continue reading Love…
Inner child
When I look at pictures of myself as a little girl, it's hard to believe the stories that my Mom tells me about me. In pictures I look like a little picua, always ready to strike a pose for the camera. In my Mom's stories I was una nena timida who broke into tears … Continue reading Inner child
Haiku-ing
Thoughts lying dormant in a mind never resting fade into darkness Love in the distance pureness touches the bare soul mirage of two hearts Words left unspoken speaking volumes imagined to the fearful mind Music releases hips sway in rhythm freedom in motion
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