Last week my dear friend Eileen wrote A love letter to aging for the Being Latino blog. It was a touching tribute to all that is beautiful about growing older. It really got me thinking about my issues with my next birthday—not that it takes much—when I turn 40. I thought that maybe writing my … Continue reading Dear 40…
In a bad mood??
I’ve been grumpy, cranky, moody, you name it, lately—if it’s negative, I’ve felt it. I hate feeling like this because it magnifies the smallest thing until I can’t see past it, and then I become obsessed with its details, accomplishing nothing towards the really important things that need my attention. I don’t know what inspired … Continue reading In a bad mood??
The Lost art of…a Sunday stroll
I’ve never been one to walk much. I’ve just never found a reason for it. I don’t like walking as exercise since I find it a little yawn-inducing, and forget the treadmill; that’s just a form of torture. As far as walking as a means to get to a destination, there’s always been either public … Continue reading The Lost art of…a Sunday stroll
The Lost art of… letter writing
I would be the first one to incite a riot if anyone ever attempted to take away the internet and/or cell phones. But while I'm a big proponent of technology, I still believe that because of it we have lost some things that we should try to reclaim, so to that end I bring you … Continue reading The Lost art of… letter writing
The stories in my head
I love making up stories about people in my head. Not the mean kind that turn into gossip about friends and acquaintances, but the fanciful kind: the Amélie kind. I sit and watch people as they walk by and invent entire stories about who they are and where they are going. Imagining all sorts of … Continue reading The stories in my head
The characters not in the books
I've been spending A LOT of time at my neighborhood library. I thought I would hate it, but I am finding that I enjoy it. It seems like every time I'm here, I see something different. Last week, it was the lady who sat at the table next to me, leaned to her right and … Continue reading The characters not in the books
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