Almost 6 years ago, I was pounding life into the keys of my laptop while my baby slept in our tiny Las Vegas apartment. I was resuscitating a love that was so near death, its impossible to think of a life without it. Writing, back then, was a gift in and of itself. I wrote because, honestly, I was a new mom with Postpartum Depression and refused to take the prescribed
I’ve been keeping a secret: very soon, my mom and I embark on a heritage trip to explore the culture of Cuba, visiting Havana and other western parts of the island. We’ll visit the home she once lived as a young girl, the streets she played in, the school she attended before her parents immigrated to the United States as political refugees in 1968. We’re visiting Cuba’s eco-village devoted to reforestation,
I am, by no means, a pinnacle of health. I’m a work in progress and a busy mom who is trying her best to take care of her family while also squeezing in tiny moments of self care throughout the day. After the whirlwind of getting kids ready for school, working from home and then tending to dinner/homework, etc, I’m wiped out and in need of some self care. Nothing
This week I was invited to Washington DC as a delegate of Moms Rising to attend #WeWontWait2016, a nonpartisan, national movement of women speaking on issues that impact families from the kitchen table to the voting booth. The summit engages “whole person politics” because they know Americans don’t vote on single issues. We Won’t Wait connects single issue organizations in conversations on ways to create a whole economy and whole democracy
It’s that season again and time to #FallforStarbucks! This story of friendship and gathering is sponsored by Starbucks but the opinions are completely my own and based on my experiences. It’s official: I’ve fallen head over heels in love with my mom friends. It’s been over a year that we moved to Southern California, the place we ultimately decided to build our family legacy, and we’re still as happy as
As a life principle, I believe in making mistakes. Failure provides a baseline for growth. Mistakes lend way for forgiveness and understanding; it can strengthen relationships and cement resolve. Or it can weed out the relationships, ideas or life paths that weren’t meant for you in the first place. I believe that life’s most perfect lessons are unearthed through our mistakes and failures. That belief also offers us tremendous grace.