How I miss thee

I ruminate a lot, perhaps too much. Lately, especially after turning sixty, I find myself looking back to my childhood, my teenage years, and during this Christmas season, to those little-big moments with my dad, my abuelita, and my nieces and nephews, whom I can hardly believe have grown so grown. I remember when Christmas […]

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The Vanishing Self: Lessons from Sixth Grade

As a teacher, I’ve chosen to teach both sixth, eleventh, and twelfth grades, a deliberate decision rooted in understanding the delicate nature of adolescent development. Sixth grade represents a unique, precious moment of human potential—a time of unbridled authenticity that, sadly, often diminishes too quickly. In sixth grade, students embody a remarkable spirit. They are […]

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Where is home?

In the past, I used to believe that home was simply the place where I slept and spent most of my time. However, as time passed, I came to understand that it is a more intricate concept. Home is not just a physical location, but rather a feeling that we carry with us wherever we […]

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Campfires, pain, and joy

Over the past three years, I haven’t been able to enjoy a good old campfire with my advisees on our yearly start-of-school year retreat. This year we were finally able to do so, but I suffered an injury while exercising a few days before, sending me straight to the ER and my doctor, who thought […]

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The emotional toll of online dating

Every relationship takes emotional energy but also has its rewards. With family and friend relationships it’s usually an easy sail. You know what to expect and you rarely have to part ways, until one of you dies. Online dating, however, is the most energy and time-sucking experience I have ever had. One gets to experience […]

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Losing my grandmother

My dad and I made sure we went into the hospital room together. My family had decided we should go in pairs all the time, where we spent most of the day holding onto my abuelita who raised me and my other three siblings, myself since the age of two. My grandmother had been in […]

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Was I ever really married?

After an evening out with friends sharing laughs, inner demons, and philosophical chat I  came back home to find a letter from some Diocese letting me know that my ex-husband is getting married in the Catholic Church. It was no surprise, he had already told me, – thank God for text- yet, this letter made […]

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We are the connections we make

We may stop and wonder at certain instances throughout our lives who we are, especially in times of confusion, identity crisis, or change. I’ve come to realize we are defined by the connections we make along our journeys and are the sum total of those we love. This is why loss hurts so deeply because […]

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