I’m not here to tell you about Mamá’s letters. No. It’s what she included in her letters that I’ll always remember. Continue reading
And somehow, I’m overcome with sadness when I see the Christmas trees that have been left for the garbage collector. Kicked to the curb, without so much as a by-your-leave. Continue reading
The devil is in the details.
Though I don’t know who thought that one up, I’ve got to agree. Because if there’s anything I don’t have the patience for, it’s the details. Continue reading
Meeting diverse people and getting a glimpse into their Meeting diverse people and getting a glimpse into their inner circle can be exhilarating and moving all at once. Which is how I came to discover the National Black Anthem. Continue reading
“Our nation of immigrants, just added one more new American, and I wanted to share how full my heart is.” Continue reading