Stepping in the Goop: singing the motherhood blues It seems every four months or so, there is a media storm surrounding some outlandish pronouncement about motherhood and who has it worse. Meaning, who is more harried, hurried, and worried. I am currently standing on a metro north platform […]
We had a morning ritual when I was growing up. I would get up and make coffee for my mom on the stovetop. Although Café con Leche (coffee with milk)is extremely popular in Puerto Rican households, my mom would drink her first morning cup of coffee black. I […]
There is Something about Mary in the Deep South: My Alternate Persona My mom’s favorite holiday was April Fool’s Day. She loved to pull pranks and she would go all out on the first of April every year. She would take rotten steak and place under the couch […]
I know that teen angst-driven shows on television perpetuate the concept of best friends forever (BFFs). Does that exist anymore? We may wonder whether Serena and Blair stay friends, Buffy and Willow, or Rachel and Monica after the cameras have turned off. Another point to ponder nowadays is […]
Letting it go I was once free but now I have trouble with the act of leaving. I must assess why that it is. I have reached a lot of cross roads in my life. Last night, while out on a business dinner, I mentioned the two books […]
This past week, that saw the various celebratory occurrences of Mardi Gras, I was in St. Louis Missouri for business. I had no idea that a mid-western (sort of southern) town could so readily get into Mardi Gras. I have always associated Mardi Gras with New Orleans. We […]
Against all odds. I recall a Phil Collins song by that title. I even recall a video from back in the day when MTV actually showed videos. Phil Collins’ song was about a love lost and an empty space left behind in one’s heart. The song, when it […]
Here I go again on the road. Hoping my flight is not delayed or better yet not cancelled. My son asked me, for the first time ever, if he could go with me on a business trip. I don’t know if he was looking to avoid going to […]
A blaze of comfort on a crowded plane with crying babies and grumpy passengers I hold on tightly to the little toy. I finger the heels and a wistful smile spreads across my face. Anyone watching me, although everyone is deep into their iPad or cell phone, would […]
The prophetic nature of my Puerto Rican dreams I come from a highly superstitious family. Every body part, for example, has some superstition attached to it. Itchy palms means money is headed one’s way and ringing ears means someone is talking about you. White fingernail spots means […]
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