NOTE #1: Today marks the 8-year anniversary of Julian’s death. He was 20. This story is dedicated to him, and everyone he left behind. #
I Would Have Liked
I would have liked… to know your 28-year old self, to give you a hard time about not blessing me with grandhildren (or blessing me
Diaspora v. 2.0
diaspora |dīˈaspərə|noun (often the Diaspora): the dispersion of any people from their original homeland My parents and grandparents were members of the first Puerto Rican Diaspora.
Another Diagnosis
I set myself up with my smart phone, laptop and a cup of tea. When the phone rings, I hit "speaker" and poise my hands
Folding Fitted Sheets
We’re friends now. Friends without benefits. At least, not that kind. We are movie buddies. She sometimes cooks; I clean up afterwards. We pet-sit each
Notes To Self
Breathe. Breathe again. Keep breathing. Keep coming back to the breath, to the awareness, to the mindfulness and consciousness. Breathe to blow away the reactivity
Eclipse
It was a good day. The country united in awe, Remembering how insignificant we are in the Universal scheme of things. A rare event,
Exposure
The light of day, fresh air, a witness – this is what depression requires if it is to be quelled. It cannot be hidden
Fades To Black
Author’s Note: A wise person once said, “If it doesn’t hurt, it wasn’t love.” At first I thought you lied. Betrayal! And then I
Truth
The truth has fallen prey to narcissism and ego. Once it was a beacon, bright, proud and forever. Now “alternate facts” place truth in a
What Is My “Why?”
What is my “Why?” In other words, why do I bother to bare my soul in these blog posts? What does it matter? Who cares?
Drowning Islands
I enter “Marshall Islands” into the Google Maps search function. At first, the islands look like a little bracelet made of long bones floating in
