I got to spend time with two of my favorite people today: my nephews Michael (10) and Jacob (8). To say that I love them and they make me smile would be an understatement. They never cease to amaze me with the people they are becoming. Case in point, our ride home. Today was report … Continue reading Out of the mouth of babes
The write stuff: Life in words
I received my first journal as a gift at the age of 11, just months after my family moved from Chicago to a suburb of Salt Lake City, Utah. It had a rough, grainy cover and it was red, my favorite color. I named it Scarlett. I don't remember having an interest in the art … Continue reading The write stuff: Life in words
I ♥ NYC!
A new friend who writes here took on the challenge of writing something, anything for 30 days during the month of April: National Poetry Month. I thought it would make for an interesting challenge so I decided to take it on as well, though I am five days late. I got a few of our … Continue reading I ♥ NYC!
Still
Early morning and I sit on my favorite hill feeling the softness of the breeze on my cheek I see its quiet strength as it sways the branches on the trees and I am still I look out in the distance where I catch the sun sneak behind the clouds that softly float over the … Continue reading Still
Oh teenage angst…
I am looking through the journals I kept as a teenager—there are many—and I found the following poem I wrote when I was 17. You Did Care I trusted you once and with that came the pain I should've known better than to trust you again. I was blinded by my love for you, I … Continue reading Oh teenage angst…
‘Cause I’m a gypsy…
In the fall of 2003 I had the opportunity to travel to Spain for 10 days. Having grown up with the last name Juliá, not a common Puerto Rican name to be sure, I'd been told that it had its roots in Spain and France and though Spanish was just one part of those roots, … Continue reading ‘Cause I’m a gypsy…
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