Shipping: A verb used to describe the action of wishing for two people to enter a relationship (whether romantic or occasionally platonic) in books, movies, TV shows or real life. – Urban Dictionary How did I come to know this term? Over roasted chicken and macaroni salad last night, I asked my thirteen year old... Continue Reading →
I can explain: 1. Why I can’t ride a bicycle. I was never taught how. My Nana thought that riding a bike was “descarada”, or disgraceful, and a bicycle is not something a proper lady should be seen straddling. And a side note on this, she had a lot of old fashioned values that had... Continue Reading →
I see them as human beings with names and uniqueness regardless of the letters attached to them that would otherwise define who they are and what they are (in) capable of: ADD, ADHD, ODD, FASD, ASD, etc.
As I grow older, I find it difficult to ignore the gnawing thought that when I was a little girl of 5, I was given away to live with my mother's childless uncle and his wife who, at that time, had already a throng of relatives living with them, which was not an unusual way... Continue Reading →
5 minutes on the timer is set. Here's my 5-minute gratitude before I call it a night. I thank God for waking me up and for keeping my family safe throughout the night, and for allowing us to experience the beauty of the day. I am grateful for my job because it allows me... Continue Reading →
I find cooking and baking meditative and that is usually when I would think. Introspection and beef stew. Both taste good with wine. Contemplation and cookies. Both taste good with tea.