Several months ago, I took my daughter to Mcdonald's after a doctor's visit. (Probably NOT the healthiest option, but it made her smile after getting some routine bloodwork.) It's not called a Happy Meal for nothing. She unpacked her happy meal, chicken nuggets, fries, and a cheeseburger with no pickles. Using the fries as teeth, … Continue reading A Happy Meal?
Time Travel
Sometimes, you do things you don't regret; Nevertheless, can never forget. Life's not black and white; Rather, decays into greens and browns and grays. Often, not right or wrong; Least wrong can still feel farthest from right. Don't dwell, time traveler. Though ends don't justify the means, You can't live presently in the past. Move … Continue reading Time Travel
Church
Recently my daughter's teacher asked me if we go to church? My son and daughter attend a private Christian School, and I wondered hesitantly if she was asking because one of them had done something wrong. But then I thought, I do go to church everday. Every morning when I wake up and thank God … Continue reading Church
No saber es no entender.
Hoy participe en un evento para la comunidad-El Poder de Saber. Un evento desarollado por Telemundo y apoyado en parte por la cadena de tiendas Valsan. Se repartieron mas de 1,100 mochilas llenas de materiales escolares para niños de sexto a doceavo grado. El evento enfocaba en estudiantes de estas edades, en particular, porque a … Continue reading No saber es no entender.
Anonymous Pain
What follows is the story of an anonymous girl. We will file it under fiction, because it must be, fiction. More people should tell their stories. ************ Years later, everyone smiled as if nothing had happened, as if she had kept her secret. Her heart sank each time. She did not wish him ill, but … Continue reading Anonymous Pain
Perpetual Intern
Valsan was born in the back-room of a bodega 67 years ago. My grandfather had several bodegas in Cuba circa 1940s. My father often retells the story of how he was born on a sack of sugar in the back of one said bodega. My grandmother, who worked quietly and faithfully by my grandfather Jose's … Continue reading Perpetual Intern
Construction
This weekend we attended a destination wedding in Colombia. ****** We overcrowded a large chiva bus that drove us around town blasting music. There was dancing in the aisles, and much cheering each other on as we, unsanitarily, gulped whiskey from a bottle we passed around; several bottles, actually. We wore printed straw party hats … Continue reading Construction
Pity Cat
If you utilize any form of social media, then it's very likely you have encountered the Grumpy Cat meme. But...I bet you've never seen the Pity Cat meme... Ok. That is a really cute, sad kitty, but we all KNOW a Pity Cat. They thrive off your pity and NEED your attention. Yet, rather than … Continue reading Pity Cat
The Jackpot
"Mommy, can I ask you something?" Sofia begins 5-6 conversations a day with that question. "Sure," I say, quickly pondering what outrageous interrogation will ensue. "Is it hard to be a Mommy?" This was the second time in the past week that she had asked me. The first time, I responded with a lot of … Continue reading The Jackpot
Quality versus Quantity
Every morning, without fail, my two year old asks, "Mommy, you going to work?" She looks up at me with those big brown droopy eyes, and frowns with genuine concern. It breaks my heart every time I answer, "Yes, Vicky." I feel guilty to leave her when she pleads: "I wanna stay with you", "I … Continue reading Quality versus Quantity
Anecdotes from a Mom, Wife, Sister & Daughter. 