Friday, December 27, 2013

2013 Reflections


A lot of things happened this year. I finished a manuscript, I turned 30, I experienced four different weather seasons, and pick up a new hobby (the violin). 

Most importantly I've learned a lot about myself this year. 
I learned lessons that have impacted me and will help me positively progress in life. 

But out of everything I learned this year, there are two things I learned 
which have forever changed me. 

Monday, December 23, 2013

My Parents Helped Me Realize My American Dream


The United States, it’s the place where you can live the American Dream. But what that dream actually consists of is different for everyone. For people that live in other countries the dream represents opportunity, and having said opportunity is exactly why my Parents decided to move here.
They were born and raised in Panamá and came to the U.S. in their early twenties to start a new life. For my Parents, leaving Panamá meant no longer living under a dictatorship (which later took a turn for the worst when Manuel Noriega was in power). It meant starting over, having better jobs, and creating a better life for their future children.
When my Parents moved here they came with a strong determination to make it. While growing up in Panamá they were taught a standard formula of how to be successful in life. That formula consisted of going to school, getting a job with benefits, staying loyal to that job, and then retiring. My Parents followed that formula when they moved to the U.S. and it worked for them. My Mother worked at a bank for over 20 years. My Father retired from not one but two jobs, working at each for over 15 years.
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Thursday, December 19, 2013

"Fish Out of Agua"

                                                                                             

  I had the pleasure of meeting Michele Carlo in October at a writer's conference
where she moderated one of the workshops I attended. It was then 
that I purchased her book Fish Out of Agua

"Will the family who brought the little redheaded white girl to the Puerto Rican 
Day parade please come to the bandstand to pick her up." 

With her fair skin, freckles, and red hair Michele tells the tale of constantly
feeling like she didn't fit in with her family.

Monday, December 16, 2013

How To Interact With The Introverted


Yes, I'm an introvert and this sums up how to deal with me.

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Material Girl: Bella Doña



I came across the Bella Doña website via their Instagram page. 
I love the concepts of all the shirts.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

10 Words & Phrases That Need to Stay in 2013



Around this time of year some of us take a minute to write our goals for the new year and come up things that we plan to leave behind in order to make a fresh start.

Well, in addition to whatever you personally plan to leave in 2013, you should add these 10 words/phrases to your list too...


Monday, December 2, 2013

Feeling Out of Place Within My Own Family

There I was surrounded by screaming kids running in and out of the house, chasing each other. “Stop running in the house. You’re going to break something,” someone yelled. There were kids everywhere. To the left of me was a mother wiping her son’s nose. Directly in front of me was a mother changing her newborn’s diaper. And to the right of me was my nephew. His little 2-year-old self was stretching his arm with his entire might to reach for a cupcake on the counter.
As I sat at a table watching Moms and Dads interact with each other and their kids, I asked myself, “Why am I here? None of these kids are mine.” I was at my 5-year-old cousin Daniel’s birthday party. And even though I was surrounded by family, I felt completely alone and out-of-place. I was the only person at the party without a husband or child. It was like I was an outsider within my own family.
The majority of my cousins are all married and have kids, and I couldn’t help but think I had missed the boat. With each child’s birthday party I attended, I noticed this lonely feeling was becoming all too frequent. In order to protect my feelings, I promised myself I would no longer attend any children’s parties. It seemed pointless for me to be there without a child of my own.
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