The Cool and Hip Aunt Day Growing up my family was a fairly conservative Hispanic family. Sleepovers were not allowed because that was considered inappropriate behavior. Madonna’s “Like a Virgin” song was a constant hymn. My mother never had a single drop of alcohol in her […]
Strawberry Moon, Green Puppies, and Lobster Tails in the Pants: Cause I’m Happy This past week saw yet another Friday the 13th. Admittedly, it is not my favorite day of any month or year. This past Friday also saw a rare “honey moon” or otherwise known as […]
Rooms to expand the mind, belt an Elvis tune, seek shelter and weep across travels Just this morning my son and I were talking about his bedroom. He barely uses his room. He sees it more like a storage space than a space in which to […]
Water, water everywhere My mother was very scared of the water. She was mostly fearful of pools and oceans. When she was a tween (before said tween label existed) she nearly drowned at a New York beach. She flailed around and wailed for what […]
The Lost Art of the Handoff: Where will our Memories and Stories Go? This past weekend I went for a drive up the shore of Connecticut and came across a very quaint town called Niantic that seemed liked it was carved out from a movie set. […]
I’ve run so far away from you Looking back I don’t know what I see We were once a welcomed whole Now we are memory fragments From the rocky nest I flew To catapult a hungry, weary knee In and around many a rocky dust bowl […]
I was meant to be a psychologist: But Why? I was a smarty pants, book smarts girl from the South Bronx. I read ten books a week sometimes for books were my escape into other worlds and realms of possibilities. I knew there was more out […]
Mi chiamano Mimi: What’s in my Mimi-esque name Growing up I was mimi. It was an endearing nickname that sounded younger and hipper than my actual name. Because I was one of very few Hispanic students when I went away to boarding school I no longer […]
What to do when your nice neighbor has a rage-filled child and she needs a break? I grew up with very confusing imagery and thoughts of babies. I can recall The Shining where twins warned of impending murder (“redrum”, that is). The Omen warned us of little boys […]
Love at first sight: Walking the scorching hot summer New York City streets in search of a loving dog It was one of those scorching hot New York City summer months. When it hits 90 degrees or above in New York City, you can see the newspapers, […]
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