Archive for the ‘Honest Moment’ Category
I’ve built many things with my hands. I’ve written songs, thumbed out melodies on my guitar. I’ve created websites, and videos, and graphics that have faded into the backdrop. When this life comes to an end what will be said of me? Will they say that I was a good wife, or that I thrived [...]
My family came from Cuba in 1961. At my age my Grandmother was sacrificing her life for her children. She witnessed people being run over by tanks in the streets who were standing against communism. She was hiding her visas under kitchen tiles and orchestrating her grand escape. When they finally escaped to Venezuela, she [...]
( not sure who this is for…but please read it in a stern but loving voice! ) On April 1st I will have been in my new job for 8 months. And to be honest; it’s been the hardest, most amazing, life changing, tear jerking, side hurting from laughing so much, eight months of my [...]
My first boyfriend was a nice guy. He was a good kid from a rough home who had a good heart. He’d seen his father commit suicide and well, let’s just say it affected him in the worst ways. I can safely say he was my “first love.” ( At least at that point I [...]
