It’s the New Year: I think I will now forgive my sixth grade teacher Ah, 2015 has come upon us. I am glossy-eyed and eager to get things hopping and skipping away. I read recently that Marky Mark-I mean Mark Wahlberg the former Calvin Klein turned respectable […]
Today is a day My Mom Would Have Loved My mother loved, with ALL CAPS, loved April Fool’s Day. She looked forward to that day more than most other holidays. She had a bit of a prankster streak in her; which was passed onto me. I totally love […]
Finding Warmth in the Winter Wonderland of Berlin: It’s all in a Boy’s Eye I have a love of travel that I believe I have firmly instilled now in my six year old son. He loves “adventures.” Whenever we love the hotel, he notes we are going on […]
Excitedly awaiting the arrival of the new year for it will not be meek: Happy Chrismukkah Growing up Puerto Rican in the South Bronx meant that Christmas time was a time of coquito (a rum Puerto Rican eggnog-like concoction), parrandas (caroling with maracas, drums and guitars) and family […]
No symbolophobia here: The love of convergence Tis the season for magical thinking, believing in miracles and wielding grand hopes for the future. After a relatively hard year, I have come to believe that everything is coming together. In some ways I believe in kismet. In other […]
Loving hands exploring the world There is one month left to till the end of the year. Deep-seated nostalgia takes root. Remembrance of trips, happy moments and lessons learned from throughout the year. Combing through some old photos, made me think of how quickly my little boy is […]
I need a remedy: Cue the Violins of Southern Rock My musical tastes are quite eclectic. I grew up in the South Bronx so I was exposed to rap from an early stage in life. Although I didn’t take to it right away. I grew up liking Madonna […]
Born to be “Cousin It” and I’m Cool like That I was born odd. My mother went to a fortune-teller when she was pregnant with me and she was told she would have a very smart girl that would accomplish many great things. That is not so odd. […]
A poor girl’s gratitude for the gifts of hand and of the moment As a young girl growing up on the Bronx I did not have many material goods to my name. We had a roof which at times leaked and torn up in little bits that rained […]
Don’t fear the belly button “All our times have come Here, but now they’re gone Seasons don’t fear the reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain” Omphalophobia is one of those off phobias. One may ponder the question of whether […]
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