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
(Not so) Wordless Wednesday- Storybook
As I was coming back into my entry way this morning after walking Lola, this is what I saw and it made me smile. I felt like I was in the middle of some spooky, fall, storybook drawing.
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
Teach our daughters well
This morning, as I walked the few feet from the door of the coffee shop to the bus stop, I heard a woman’s voice yelling some vile and vicious things. In that neighborhood, waiting for that bus, someone yelling obscenities into a phone is a regular occurrence so I thought nothing of it. Most days, … Continue reading Teach our daughters well
The times they are a changing
If you've seen my Twitter account or the avatar on this blog's account, then you know that I'm a caricature sitting at a desktop. A good friend of mine had it done as a gift for me by a cartoonist friend of ours. He made sure that whatever else about me Dave, the cartoonist, captured--the … Continue reading The times they are a changing
“They like me, they really like me” or something like that
So much has been happening the last few weeks, and I'll get a chance to catch up and post about it in the next few days. In the meantime, I wanted to share the exciting news that this little blog has been nominated for a 2012 HispanoBloggers Award in the Life/Vida category! I'm pretty excited … Continue reading “They like me, they really like me” or something like that
A Libby Blog 