What’s Love Got to Do with It? Part 2

In the first part of series, Love’s role in relationships was discussed. I do believe it’s an integral part but it’s not ALL. In this part I’d like to discuss Love’s role in work. Because believe it or not, it does play a part. Be it positive or negative, our motivation for doing things is…

What’s Love Got to Do With It? Part 1

Love is the biggest reason of all. It’s also the biggest cliché of all… those three words can be the purest form of expression or the biggest excuse in the world. Love can blind us or set us free, it can shackle us to our past or push us into a new life. But in…

My Eyes

Both of my children ended up with my eyes, dark brown and expressive. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul and for me that is the truth. My eyes will give me away every single time. They can hide nothing, much to my chagrin! I like them though, they are one of…

Surrender To The Music

Everyone can dance. Not everyone can dance well, mind you, but everyone can dance! 😉 My earliest memory of dancing is twirling in my parent’s kitchen. Whether by myself or swept in my dad’s arms, or holding on tight to mama’s hands; I remember the joy of the dance. My big sister is a crazy…

Love Thyself

“Do you love and accept yourself?” This is a question I have asked myself many times over the past five or six months. At first, I was offended even at myself! I was shocked almost that I would let that thought past my guard. OF COURSE I LOVE MYSELF! We’re inundated with so much “you’re…

Half-Breed

“We’re mutts!”, My sister would joke. It was a longstanding joke in my household. I’ve mentioned before that I am racially mixed and that it has messed with people’s acceptance of me. Oftentimes, people like to place you inside a box with a label. We were taught to resist it. “A simple answer is dishonest.…

Selena: Thanks for Making It OK

I was 6 1/2 years old when Selena Quintanilla-Perez was killed. I remember being very sad, as sad as a happy six year old child can be. Death was still an unreal concept to me as I had not lost anyone near to me yet. It was still without shape, a darkly threatening word only.…

Welcome! Bienvenidos! Bienvenue!

Hello and welcome, to my Life. Granted, this is not my entire world, rather it in a nutshell. I will begin introducing myself by reducing myself to labels. I am a Child of God, a Wife, a Mother, a Daughter, a Sister, an Aunt, and a good Friend. I am a Latina, a Mutt, a Mexican,…