Tag: love
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We Don’t Let Any Man Talk to Us Like That — Not Even Our Dads
I went to the coffee shop last week to get work done and give my daughter space to process what had just surfaced in therapy. It was heavy. She had just realized, with the help of her therapist, how deeply her dad’s behavior affects her — how he makes her feel bad when she doesn’t…
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What I Buried With My Grandmother
For my grandmother, whose fire lives on in me. I know she would have wanted me to speak my truth. And I’ll keep doing just that. En memoria de mi abuela—quien me enseñó a ser fuerte, valiente, atrevida y auténtica. When we buried my grandmother, I didn’t just say goodbye to her—I said goodbye to…
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Building My Empire: It’s Not Instagram Perfect
Sometimes, I see those Instagram-perfect mompreneurs—latte in one hand, baby on their hip, husband behind the camera cheering them on, and I wonder… If I had that, would I be further along? Would I feel more at ease? It’s not jealousy, it’s just a wondering. Because truthfully, I carry a lot. I’ve been the prayer…
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Thirty, healing and surviving
A lot of people freak out about turning 30. Yes, turning 30 is major, but it’s not the end of the world. Trust me.
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Riding the waves of grief
I don’t think anyone can predict how they will grieve, and sometimes grief is not what you expected it to be. I have learned that grief comes in waves. Sometimes the water is calm, and other times it’s overwhelming. All we can do is keep swimming …
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Love lessons from my daughter and dog
There was a moment, actually, many moments after my daughter’s dad and I broke up that I questioned my ability to love. And when I was left unemployed, I looked around our old, little home, feeling like maybe I didn’t have a lot to give. But then, these little things — the tiny human I…
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Curly hair: Teach your daughters to embrace it
When I was a little girl, my mother had no idea what to do with my hair. I only remember her watering my hair down and combing it through and at one point taking me to get it thinned out. As a teen, I hated my hair. I burned it straight, cut it all off…
Mommy Finger, Baby Finger 