She’s my friend…with no judgment, I think!​

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... Continue Reading →

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 and tons more racing through... Continue Reading →

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