At long last, “home”

Besides a 9 month stint, I’ve never lived alone. Now, at almost 52, and after two years floating between friend’s homes to family’s homes after my divorce, I will finally live on my own! I found a home! I thought this moment would never come, and although I’m a bit anxious, I’m excited at the […]

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Mujeres con canas; mujeres valientes y bellas.

Todo el mundo teme esas primeras canas. A algunas nos llegan antes que a otras. A veces nos salen a la temprana edad de los veinte; a otras no hasta bien entrados los 50. Pero llegar, llegan y eso es una suerte también. Las canas delatan la edad, pero, por suerte, una mujer puede cubrírselas […]

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Change over time; 30’S into 50’s

At thirty we think we know it all, but at around 50 we realize how little we know and start to doubt what we used to believe. All we thought we knew and stood by, after all our setbacks and experiences, is challenged and we are sometimes left weary and disillusioned. We are less passionate […]

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I will always be there for my friends

I’ve learned the hard way that the best antidote for getting through tough times is by reaching out to family and friends. Had I not, the past two years would have been hell. Everyone I reached out to brought me calm, hope and a place to stay. This is why I will always be there […]

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Celebrating being #QueenOf my life

Who said life would be easy? Mine certainly wasn’t, and still isn’t. Perhaps it will never be. And yet, like Teresa Mendoza, of Queen of the South, I feel I slay every day. And I like to celebrate it by watching the show on USA Network, Thursday 10pm/9PMc. Best part of it is, that wonderful […]

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The will to live

There is a little book I treasure by Victor Frankl entitled Man’s Search for Meaning which boils down to people’s will to live while in a concentration camp, as he, Frankl did in Auschwitz. I must have read this book over 10 times since my dad gave it to me when I quit drinking, which was […]

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He’ll never say he loves me and that’s ok

I have a little brother, a younger brother, and although we’ve been through tough times, my love for him has only increased over the years. We even went through a period of four years without talking to each other and that was very painful. I have often looked back at those days and thought it was […]

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T-shirts and life

I LOVE T-shirts. I must own over 100 of them and don’t seem to be able to have enough of them. The feeling they give me is as if the fabric were an extension of my skin. Do I really wear every single one of my 100 T-shirts? No, of course not. Some, I’ve worn just […]

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The fragility of adolescence

Although I’ve been through tough times as an adult, it’s nothing compared to the growing pains of adolescence. I find myself immersed now in the world of 5 teens who are going through their most fragile time. I’m not a parent, but an aunt, and try to be as actively involved in their lives as […]

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