Tag: children
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Where are the instructions…to parenting?
It was our recent trip to the country’s largest IKEA that prompted this blog! It was our first time walking through this monstrosity of a home goods store. We didn’t think we were going to buy anything, we just wanted to walk around, but we grabbed a bag. By the…
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My heart grew twice…
Paul was barely a few days old. Due to being a premie, he was not allowed to be out of the NICU for very long, and I wanted Rob to meet and hold his baby brother. As I gently placed Paul in Rob’s arms, I asked him, “how do you feel?”…
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Wonder Woman….
As a child, I have always loved Wonder Woman. I have countless images dressed like her! There was no one like Lynda Carter and her twirl and gold cuffs. Now as we walk into this new generation of Wonder Woman -I have come to understand and believe that … We…
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Saying I do…..
I said yes. I moved across the country, and I gave up my identity. I became a wife, his partner. I became the homemaker, housekeeper (well not for long), I became the accountant and soon after I became the mother of his children. During the past 24 years, I juggled…
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Love…it sometimes hurts.
You are broken, and I can’t fix you You are broken, and I will not hide it You are broken, and I must release you You are broken, and I will always love you You are broken and I accept it You are broken, and I will wait You are broken,…
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Complicit…Are you?
Complicity the state of being an accomplice; partnership or involvement in wrongdoing: complicity in a crime. This blog became bigger than me than my opinions, experiences or conversations. I was going through a personal experience realizing that I would be complicit in the neglect of someone I love if I…
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He’s not broken…
This week I struggled… You see the senseless tragedy of Wednesday, February 14, 2018, known as Valentine’s Day and the celebration of Ash Wednesday for Catholics and Christians around the world, is now a date where countless of families will remember the loss of their child, their loved one. The irony…
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The Waiting Room (Part 2)
When his name was called, we walked into the lab room. They asked my husband to hold Rob in his lap and hold down his little arms so that they could draw a significant amount of blood. My husband’s legs began to shake, and his tears just flowed as he…
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Keep your bras on!!!
It was bound to happen! We are in a sexual revolution of a different kind. We went from being liberated, demanding equal pay, burning our bras to saying ENOUGH, NO MORE! We will keep our bras on, demand equal pay and you MUST keep your hands off of me. I…
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“Someone is praying… for what you take for granted”
I came across this quote, and it straightened me out right quick! “Someone is praying for what you take for granted” – I was that someone praying for a miracle. There was a time in my life that I didn’t have enough money to take the subway to go to work.…
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Forgiveness is difficult to give..but required…
Warning this blog may be too revealing for some. Read at your own risk! As a little girl, I witnessed the many times my mom would hold a grudge, and I mean that lady could hold a grudge like nobody’s business. I promised myself I would never be that person.…
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When will we learn…
This week my blog’s intention changed. What I was going to write, I’ll share at another time. My heart is heavy with all that is going on in our world, our country, in our homes, and among friends. I’ve noticed an incredibly bitter shift in our dialogue and how we…
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The casualness of life…is getting too sloppy …
My parents were slightly confused, they were traveling to Puerto Rico from NYC, the flight attendant approached them and ask to see their boarding passes, “Mr. & Mrs. Ortiz, please follow me”. They thought they were in the correct seats. It was right there written clearly on their boarding passes. As…
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They are completely different…but their hearts are the same.
I sat and watched as tears flowed down his tender face as he watched his older brother remember his Uncle. His older brother stood tall, spoke with grace and tenderness about the sweet memories he had with his Tio, yet the tears flowed uncontrollably. I sat quietly as the tears…
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Mrs. Dash got it right….about race!
I don’t have a law degree, nor am I a political pundit (though some of my friends say I am), but what I am is a human being with a heart…and my heart is broken. The events that occurred this weekend prompted another teachable moment for our family. In the…
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Grace Extended…
Grace – (n) – mercy, clemency pardon It seemed unimaginable. First came the phone call. The voice on the other end, desperate, screaming, crying, scared. “Mom, please tell dad to hurry, I’m hurt, I am really hurt.” What! Where? How? Where are you? – All questions I asked out loud…