Depression: “feelings of severe despondency and dejection.” I was depressed, and I didn’t even know it. I never liked the word “depressed.” I said I was at peace, but I was actually numb – The hurt was so grave I didn’t know what else to do but to mask it with what I called peace, … More Take off the mask…
Yup….and I didn’t think it was a big deal either… until I moved to Los Angeles, CA. Growing up in New York, the melting pot of diversity, I didn’t think twice about my husband’s ethnicity. He’s Latino, I’m Latina, we are a match!!! Not so fast sistah! Firstly, I quickly learned not all Latinos … More I married a Mexican American…and I don’t regret it!
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 express our differences of opinion. … More When will we learn…
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 streamed down my face for … More They are completely different…but their hearts are the same.