It’s called CPV It has a name Never in a million years did I ever think I would utter these words. I am a victim of Child/Parent Violence. It falls under the definition of domestic violence from a child towards a parent. That’s what happened to me, to our family. I do not share this … More It has a name…
There I was sitting across from my son getting ready to be as vulnerable as possible, not truly knowing how he would receive my heart. And so, I leaped! I was nervous, but I needed him to know of my inner sorrow so that I could heal our brokenness. And then it happened…healing and wholeness. We … More Hold him…
Forgive our indifference Forgive our selfishness Forgive our hatred Forgive our anger Forgive our racism Forgive our bigotry Forgive our unbelief Forgive our lack of empathy Forgive our lack of tolerance Forgive our lack of compassion Forgive our violence Forgive our fighting Forgive our division Forgive our ruthlessness Forgive our lack of love Forgive our … More Dear God…forgive us!
She placed my life in perspective with these words. “…I beg to differ… It might not have been a strong year in the ways you may have hoped for it to be strong, but you and Tio damn sure have become stronger. You chose to walk in forgiveness with a family that treated you terribly … More Just when you think no one is watching…they are.
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 my identity, our lives, the … More Saying I do…..
The call came in. My father had a heart attack and is intensive care. I sit still and wait. I sit still and process what is before me. Do I love or do I walk away Do I choose to remember how he protected me or do I remember how he treated my mom? Do … More Do I call?
I have always felt proud of being a Latina. Never once was I embarrassed by my heritage. Until… Growing up in the projects among low-income Hispanics, African Americans, Irish, and Jewish families we really didn’t see or feel different. We were one community. We celebrated our color, hair (well on some days), our food, our … More Being Latina !!
“When I first saw you, I said “Oh my” I said “oh my, that’s a dream, that’s my dream. I needed a dream when it all seemed to go bad Then I found you, and I have had the most beautiful dreams Any man’s ever had”* ========================= We met while I was visiting Los Angeles. … More When I First Saw You (In honor of our Anniversary!)
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. That I would just forgive … More Forgiveness is difficult to give..but required…
Growing up my mom had a very best friend…her name was Mery. They couldn’t be more different. My mom liked fancy things, Mery was simpler in her taste. Mami loved jewelry and makeup, and Mery only wore her wedding ring and a watch. Even with their extreme differences, my mom loved her and defended … More She’s my friend…with no judgment, I think!
I enjoy compliments…really who doesn’t? Yet the ones that make my heart swell are the ones that speak to my character. “You’ve changed”… When I hear someone say those words to me, it acknowledges that I’ve grown. Everyone should grow, learn, always be teachable. If we don’t change, we will live angry, frustrated, full of … More “You’ve changed…”
“The only time she looked back was to see how far she came.” YES!!! The cover of this journal confirmed why I journal and how I choose to live my life! It was an AHA moment, an epiphany, the sweet whisper of God into my spirit letting me know the following… “The unhealthy relationships of … More “51……”
As the youngest of seven siblings, I often wonder what could I offer my oldest in times of trouble. Well…this past year has put that to the test. David battling Leukemia and Angel battling End Stage heart disease in need of both a kidney and heart transplant has required me to… Eat, Love, Pray, and … More Eat. Love. Pray…..and just show up!