Thursday , 25 December 2014

My Life

A Lesson In Mistakes and Believing


I never believed in Santa as a child. I moved to the States on my 5th year of life. I distinctly remember leaving water, a cigar and grass for the Three Kings and their camels in Dominican Republic. I would leave them under my bed where they would deposit gifts just like they had to the baby Jesus at the ... Read More »

Home Is Where JetBlue Is


As usual, this is a time of ups and downs for me. My imbalanced relationship with papi doesn’t help that. Mami being gone solidifies the ups and downs equally. I have so many memories of Christmas in New York. A house full of Dominicans dancing (isn’t that what you get on the 9th day of Christmas?). Food, laughter, happiness, home. ... Read More »

#IDelight In Simple Coffee Moments


Disclosure: I’m a coffee-loving InDelight ambassador. All opinions, mushy thought and new traditions are purely my own. This past week, I had the great pleasure of heading up to D.C. for a petition delivery at the Hill. Of course, I got a chance to head up earlier since my sister lives up there. And I brought the frog princess right ... Read More »

Mami Mondays: Be the Change


This time last week I was in a tin can above the clouds headed to the MomsRising retreat. As many of you know, I have been working with the organization this year as a fellow. When I stepped into this, I had no idea what I was doing. And let’s just be honest, I don’t  know if that has changed ... Read More »

Mami Mondays: 30,000-Foot View


I’m flying over the middle of the country (I think). Headed to California for some biznazz. There are a gazillion things that must be handled. But I’m taking a moment to write down these thoughts right quick because if I don’t, the moment will pass and I’ll forget. The travel adventures have begun and as if I couldn’t escape the ... Read More »

Memories Of Cleaning Con Fabuloso


Disclosure: This shop has been compensated by #CollectiveBias and #MiFabuloso. All opinions, reminiscing and inordinate amount of cleaning as I bring back memories of Mami are purely my own. Do you remember the cleaning rituals of your childhood? The all purpose cleaners your mom used? The feel of the household as it was being cleansed? The shows on TV? I ... Read More »

Mami Mondays: A Jumble of Words


My blog turned 4 yesterday (though technically it’s today since I didn’t publish my first post til after midnight).  I think this is the first year where I don’t have anything planned. Well, I lie. It’s the first year that I don’t already have something set up and ready to go. Why you ask? Work – you guys know I ... Read More »

Catching Up


Hi! It feels like I haven’t been around. I’ve been moving. Physically, psychologically, spiritually. All that jazz. If you follow me on Twitter, Facebook or Instagram, I’m sure you heard all the whining I’ve been disseminating over the last week. If you haven’t, shame on you!  Though I have loads to say, I cannot bring myself to write within the ... Read More »

What Dreams May Come: On Depression & Suicide


I tried my best to stay off social media this weekend. And off my email. The result? Lots of emails to go through and lots of news missed. Primarily the death of Mike Brown in Ferguson, MO. I have little words for this right now and will speak more of it later because in truth, all that’s going to come ... Read More »

The Accidental Activist


ac·ci·den·tal [ak-si-den-tl]: (a) 1. happening by chance or accident; not planned; unexpected. ac·tiv·ist [ak-tuh-vist]: (n) 1. an especially active, vigorous advocate of a cause, especially a political cause. (a) 2. of or pertaining to activism or activists. 3. advocating or opposing a cause or issue vigorously, especially a political cause. I never thought the word activist described me. Passionate? Hell yes. Determined? I think so. But an activist? ... Read More »