Yesterday I was making some comments on a post that stated, among other things, that Latinos should band together to vote one of our own into office. It got me thinking about what voting for someone for any reason other than believing in what they stand for and for their abilities can do. It also … Continue reading Proud Owner of a Vagina AND a Brain- Revisited
Del Cielo
Right around my first birthday my parents sent me to Puerto Rico from my birthplace of Rochester, NY to stay with my grandmother while they settled the selling of our house and move details. All of this because I was a sick baby who couldn't handle the winter weather. It would be the first of … Continue reading Del Cielo
(Not So) Wordless Wednesday- Roots
As I spend more time in Puerto Rico I learn a little more about my roots from my Dad's stories. My last name Juliá (notice the accent on the a) has Spanish and French roots. Though we've never done much genealogy work my Dad has said that for years. When I traveled to Spain in … Continue reading (Not So) Wordless Wednesday- Roots
All I know today is…
Those of you who are not regular readers of my blog or don't know me personally probably don't know the story behind my move to Puerto Rico. So I will give you the short version before I continue. I woke up one morning in July 2009 feeling the burdens of the world weighing on me … Continue reading All I know today is…
Love, it’s a challenge: The [almost] perfect date
It begins with a look. A look that leads to conversation, no big deal. It's just conversation, you've had great conversation before and you've been disappointed, but deep inside you want to believe that maybe this time it will be different. You share tidbits of your life, hoping you're saying enough, worried you're saying too … Continue reading Love, it’s a challenge: The [almost] perfect date
3 a.m.
I have fallen for the middle of the night. Is it love, is it lust? I'm unsure. His hold on me is strong and I am unable to resist his dark, brooding and mysterious ways. The light of the moon casts a shadow upon us as we lie deep in thought, listening to the sound … Continue reading 3 a.m.
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