He was tired, hungry and scared. He was hungry for company and conversation. He wanted to utter coherent words strung together to form complete thoughts. He wanted someone to hear those words strung together. He wanted someone to respond. He wanted so much. He needed more […]
Many many years ago, there was a group of young girls on a school bus trip from New York City to Washington, DC. The girls were giggling as seventh graders are wont to do. The boys sat nearby acting annoyed but trying to figure out […]
Many, many years ago we went on a road trip to a sleepy northern California town called Gualala. We absolutely loved the small town and sleeping to the natural sounds of the waves. No sleep machine needed. What could be more perfect? There was one slight […]
Ever since I was a little girl growing up in the South Bronx, I noted that I was going to be different from the other Puerto Ricans in my neighborhood. I wanted to be different and to get out of the neighborhood. I saw change, from my […]
Back when I was a kid, teenager and college girl, I noted that I did not want to have children. I didn’t want to fall in to that “trap” and be one of “those” women. I mean, I hated how at such a young age I was […]
Growing up in a Puerto Rican household in the South Bronx wasn’t easy. There was crime, asthma and vacant lots all around us. The Bronx had burned at one point and it is still building up. There were also superstitions for every type of occasion that […]
Last week I had to travel to Anaheim for work. In case you do not know, Anaheim is where Disneyland is located. I repeat I had to go there for work. I checked into my hotel where everything was about Disney. The cafe sold mickey mouse trinkets. The […]
This morning I woke up thinking about how I an just never eat Alfalfa Sprouts. They haunt me. But let me get back to that in a second. I am afraid of German Shepherds. I believe all dogs are beautiful and good. That it is bad […]
Ever since I was a little girl, I have had a love-hate relationship with my hair. My mom didn’t have a clue how to comb curly hair and thus my hair often became an entangled mess. It was once so bad, that my local hair stylist […]
Despite not being a girl, my son is stylish. Ok. I will get a backlash at that sentence perhaps. But do let me explain. I always said that if I had to have a child I wanted it to be a boy. I felt girls would be […]
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