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…
Oh the insanity…
I'm sure to some, forty years seems like a long time. But when you're the person who's lived them, you wonder how they passed by so quickly that they were no more than a gust of wind as they flew by you. Most of the moments—good or bad—are a mish-mash of memories that were filled … Continue reading Oh the insanity…
During my early childhood, Christmas was the most amazing time of the year. We lived in Puerto Rico and celebrated from Thanksgiving to El Dia de Los Reyes Magos. It also helped that my mom's birthday is on Christmas day. From parrandas, to food, to opening presents, to putting a box of grass under our … Continue reading Bah humbug!
It’s a wrap!
I am a freak about sending Christmas cards. Every year I send over 50 cards to people I don't keep in touch with on a regular basis, but that I still want to know about, even if only once a year. This year I won't get to send one card. I am broke and when … Continue reading It’s a wrap!
My dad owned a tire shop in Cayey, PR, when I was young.Some of my earliest memories are of my sisters and me running around the shop,hiding inside the stacks of tires. During our childhood games of hide and seek in the tireshop, I never once stopped to think about what everything around merepresented. The … Continue reading Nostalgia: 5-8
At 21 I fell in love—so I thought at the time—and when Ilearned that the object of my affections would be moving elsewhere, I quit my job, packed my bags and followed, sort of— I ended up about five hours north ofwhere he lived. Disregarding the distance between us and what it meant, I began … Continue reading Nostalgia: 21