Let the Puerto Rican Superstition Be: I will not wear bobby pins to sleep tonight My mom was a very typical Puerto Rican woman. She voted in every election and passed that habit onto me. She spoke Spanglish with gusto. She loved rice and beans and dark, […]
Portraits of Dignified Happiness As a frequent business traveler, I have a ton of hurried days where I often end up wondering where I am. There have been many mornings where I wake up and open the curtains in order to figure out what city I find myself […]
Wide-eyed girl staring at the fire We got the call at 11:03pm. It was a simple-breeze kind of night. Cincinnati in the summer time has its own rhythms. Particularly back then. Its not easy being a fireman in these parts of town. Was hoping for an easy scene. […]
I suffer no bibliophobia but my mom would twitch in her grave I am going to admit to something that will probably cause my mom to twitch in her grave. Well, do those that are cremated proverbially twitch in their graves? Either way, she will be aghast at […]
<blockquote>Thought I was a Cornflakes Girl and that is OK I get a wickedly rapid twitch when I hear people misuse or distort common words and phrases such as “irregardless” or “work/life” balance. Of course, I have my own word distortions. Growing up cereal was a luxury. I […]
I lost it twice yesterday and I liked it There are those that argue that our personalities are hard-wired from the very beginning of our time in the world. Others note that we are a tabula rasa and are beings are filled in throughout time. I like […]
Punch the dreary unsettled sky Pound the iron-cased hearts Jab at the haughty chin Lance that sneering infected smile Knock out the long-standing lies Ball up that fist one last time For freedom waits in the ring for no one Go ahead and raise that fist for liberty […]
You really like me: One lovely blog award My mom loved the movie Norma Rae which may be where in part I get my activism yearning for social justice. Of course, my mom also loved The Flying Nun. I just don’t get that television show […]
Father and Son Dialogue: Hiking Through the Years I admit readily admit. I am a sucker for a father/son portrait. I love the seeing the interactions and the wisdom and life experiences being passed from one generation to the other. It is all one big life hike. […]
Mirror, Mirror no longer on the wall: How will I know I am the fairest of them all? The psychological end of summer is here and it is time to take stock of a few things? Did we look good in that bathing suit? Did we […]
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