Another great Thanksgiving alone

This is my second Thanksgiving alone by choice. The last one, was spent with Drew, my pup companion at the time and it was a very heartwarming evening. This one, I have no pup to spend the evening with, but I still chose to be my own company on a day when everyone is with […]

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Cereales con Cariño: What’s really important

I’m Spanish.  My grandmother raised me alongside my father. We celebrated all those wonderful family traditions, and family gatherings filled with love. I remember our breakfasts, sitting at the table listening to the radio, which also gave us the time every minute in the middle of telling us a story. It was called Radio Minuto. […]

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Why I choose to wear “give-up” clothes

The other night, my friend and I watched a movie where this woman was chastising her recently divorced friend because she was wearing “give-up clothes.” While I found it hilarious it wasn’t so funny when my own friend looked at me and said, “Don’t laugh so hard because you are wearing give-up clothes around the […]

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The importance of mourning loss

I thought that the best cure for pain was getting busy and trying to forget at any cost what had transpired. But it doesn’t work that way. Or at least it hasn’t worked for me. Those solutions are temporary. Getting over pain takes a period of mourning. Now, I’m at that point, and I’m not […]

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Deep breaths of life

I guess it was a month and a half ago when I started really taking deep breaths of life, peace and serenity. It had been a while since I had felt this way, in fact, years, no wait! Maybe never before! That nagging feeling of dissatisfaction has left me at long last, as I’ve accepted and […]

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The art of Joy

My new favorite word that can fix almost any problem I may have. I never gave it much thought before until I read Spark Joy, but now it has become the measure of what I want in my life and what I don’t. When in doubt, I do a joy check. Does this person, thing, […]

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The stranger.

I’m sitting on the bus trying to hold my tears back. My eyes are still swollen from the early morning cry. I’m feeling lost and deeply sad. I then notice there is a handsome man next to me. He looks my way and I, in turn, look away searching clumsily for my earphones and start listening […]

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