I was 8 years old when my mom introduced our family to the Mormon missionaries she had run into one day on the way up the stairs in our apartment building. By that age, I'd already attended services in a variety of churches in Puerto Rico so Mom's proclivity for trying new religions was not particularly … Continue reading The accidental feminist
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
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