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A Trip to The City

I was woken up by my parents as they scurried around preparing for our road trip. It was still dark outside. I was ordered to get dressed...

The Sandia

Every summer in our small South Texas town The Sandia would open for business. Almost any young adult who could get a job there for the...

My Dad. My Heart.

Dad, it's Father's Day. I have been hurting so much lately. My heart can hardly take anymore. If you were alive I would probably call you...

How Do I Explain?

How do I explain to my children that some people judge and despise us simply for the color of our skin and our heritage? See us Hear us...

Whispers

This week I cooked a dish that called for pressed garlic. I strategically pressed my knife which sat on top of it, peeled it and pressed...

Acknowledging Fear

Well this weekend I would have been in New York with my son. Never could I have dreamed that we would be in our current situation. A...

Being Served

I’ve always believed in past lives. I’m sure in a past life I was royalty of some sort, because I adore being served. I cannot lie. Many...

A Memory

When I was three and a half years old I wanted to go swimming. So, precocious girl that I was, I put on my pink swimsuit with the...

The Moments in Between

Every Spring Break I try and have a healthy mix of rest and activities for my two kids. This break though has been somewhat stressful.

Embracing Creativity

As I lay my head down for a nap I can hear the classical etudes of my son’s tuba and my daughter vocalizing in Latin. It sounds like a...