Nuevas. Tradiciones.

When I was in my early twenties, I went through my mom’s record collection and discovered the album “Hey” by Julio Iglesias. It was the soundtrack of a time in my life when I was considering whether or not I wanted to stay in a relationship or not. I would listen to it on my... Continue Reading →

Do. It. For. The. Memories.

I deleted social media on Saturday, after I arrived in Cancun, and I feel as light as a feather. I could give credit to the massage that I got upon arrival, but I need to speak on this for a moment. I am not shitting on social media. I am aware of what a useful... Continue Reading →

Que. Viva. El. Amor.

Happy Tuesday after a long weekend! These Tuesdays are hard because they feel like Mondays, but we’re going to be okay. Friday will be here before we know it.  First of all - a special thank you to all of the people who reached out with messages of love and support after I poured myself... Continue Reading →

Onward. And. Upward.

It has been about two years since I started this blog. It wasn’t always public. I spent the first year in the shadows - hiding from other people and not writing very often. Maybe once a month I would force myself to draft something up. A handful of my first entries never made the cut... Continue Reading →

Live. And. Let. Live.

Passing judgment is so unsexy. It doesn’t flatter anyone.  It’s something that I’ve grown to have almost no tolerance for, which is ironically kind of a judgmental behavior. It’s human nature to talk shit and my guess is that we do it because we like to feel better about ourselves. Sometimes the fastest way to... Continue Reading →

Say. Yes. To. The. Siesta.

The recurring theme in the last week of my life was the value that we (Americans) place on giving 110% of ourselves to maintain constant productivity. We are slaves to it. If you’re like me, you’ve experienced major burnout, given up time with friends and family, felt guilty about taking time off, and been afraid... Continue Reading →

DON’T. FEAR. THE. VENOM.

The first time I was stung by a bee was probably seventeen years ago in a corridor of my high school. How the bee got inside, I’ll never know. I was chatting it up with a friend, laughing and carrying on, when I felt something land in my hair. I very casually reached for it... Continue Reading →

THE. SUN. WILL. RISE. AGAIN.

My Papuchi promoted deep suffering on Good Friday. He was a devout Catholic, and as such, was super into the guilt and sacrifice movement. It was hard to feel guilty and sad on Good Fridays, though, because my cousins would come into town for Easter which would, honestly, make for an incredible time. Simpler times,... Continue Reading →

My. Pesky. Roommate.

Writer’s block showed up this week like an unexpected visitor that seriously overstayed their welcome. It got me thinking about a time when some “cousins” came to stay with my family back in the 90s. ::insert hard eye roll:: They stayed for what felt like forever. It was the experience that taught me that I... Continue Reading →

Not today, fear. Not. Today.

This week was a doozy. I don’t always battle it out with myself - but when I do, it’s brutal. Quitting my job to discover my true purpose has been a bumpy ride. I know that anything worth having in this life requires patience and sacrifice. I know that it will all be worth it... Continue Reading →

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