Are you allowed to mourn what never was just because you invested so much in the hope that it could've been? During this time of year I get very nostalgic for the holidays of my past. For the days when my Mom's religion didn't prevent her from celebrating her Christmas-day birthday. It's been quite a … Continue reading 5 steps to letting go of the life you NEVER had
On love and the day I quoted Tupac
Part II of On love and the impulsive girl I don't have a type, at least I don't think so. But taking inventory of the men who've been in my life, I'd say they were all relatively good looking, funny, and full of spirit and life. So when, after an almost three-year hiatus from dating … Continue reading On love and the day I quoted Tupac
On love and the impulsive girl…
I’m impulsive; extremely so. I am the person they target when they place those little “last minute” items by store registers. I fall for it almost every single time. I’d say that 99% of the time I embrace my impulsive nature and see it as one of my most endearing qualities. It’s what helped me … Continue reading On love and the impulsive girl…
#iVote because I believe in humanity
A few days ago my friend Christina over at It's Mine & Mine Only challenged me to write a post about why I vote. Today's the first time I've been able to get online to do it so I've had a bit of time to gather my thoughts about the subject. In the mid-90s I … Continue reading #iVote because I believe in humanity
Being LatinaSmart for Hispanic Heritage Month
As I recounted a few weeks ago in A Latina identity crises resolved, finding--or I guess rediscovering may be more correct--my Latina identity has not been easy. It's taken a lot of soul searching, reading, a TON of writing, and a journey back to the home of my youth in Puerto Rico. Do I have … Continue reading Being LatinaSmart for Hispanic Heritage Month
A Latina identity crisis resolved
There were two very real moments in my young life that 1) forced me to really look at myself and who I was, and 2) will forever be burned in my memory. In the first I was in gym class in my junior high school in a suburb of Salt Lake City, Utah. Another girl … Continue reading A Latina identity crisis resolved
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