It’s July in NYC and Covid is ‘gone’. And Covid is not gone… the restaurant below my apartment building abides by the social distancing rules. People wearing and not wearing masks. I bump into the proprietor of Solace, Dominican entrepreneur realizing his American dream and throwing in the towel as he tells me about theContinue reading “Today”
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I am who I am
I’m a Latin American woman, born from a Dominican woman and an Ecuadorian man. My DNA is spread out through an ATLAS of so many cultures, which compels me to reflect on who I am, really? I thought I was what my grandmother’s told me I was or who they believed they were and whereContinue reading “I am who I am”
Remember
Its o.k. if you don’t know what to do, its best to make a decision when you do know than when you are not sure.. Its o.k. to love somebody so so so much but always love yourself even MORE. Give time time – Dale tiempo al tiempo.. Things that are meant to be willContinue reading “Remember”
Love doesn’t keep score
That passage along with the entire definition of Love can be found in the Bible..The answer to all conundrums can be found in the Bible..It’s just that ALL gets lost in translation..Or conveniently avoided or ignoredBut I never ignored that – ‘Love doesn’t keep score’So how does a single gal decide in today’s world..Old schoolContinue reading “Love doesn’t keep score”
Snow in October..
October 31, 2011 at 11:30 PM ‘Meet me at Cafe Reggio at 3 pm tomorrow‘ A man that can tell me when and where to be with absolution is a man I can adore, respect and fear and so I did – meet him and so I do – adore him and so I willContinue reading “Snow in October..”
The first 20 years
It’s as if I am writing about a sentence served.. Sometimes living can feel like that… a sentence and you wonder what did you do to deserve such a sentence and sometimes it’s exhilarating and you don’t want it to stop.. That is how I have been feeling lately and it takes me back toContinue reading “The first 20 years”
Ritornare
This was a diary entry written 10 years ago in July when I returned to Florence for the summer in 2011 It’s about someone that I was with, when I lived in Florence. His name was Mauro. I saw him again that summer. I was in a relationship with someone else in NYC. July 23,Continue reading “Ritornare”
he asked his muse to write to him…. this was my response
March 27, 2011 at 3:53 PM Is this what you had in mind.. I remember the sleepless nights I had over six years ago when I first met you.. words on a screen that connected me to you, while I was with someone else.. and so were you.. your words kept me awake, awake regardlessContinue reading “he asked his muse to write to him…. this was my response”
patience…
has never been my friend.. i have named her my enemy from the second i announced my birth.. from the moment i made use of my lungs and screamed my existence to the world.. when i am suppose to acknowledge her existence i become undone i have learned to accept her because i have realizedContinue reading “patience…”
August FIRST, 2010
It’s been a year since I wrote that entry. The one with the same date that spoke about my adventure with my little cousin Andrew.. At the time I was on route with the planning of my Life, having just moved back from Italy not so long before then.. so much has changed.. And tonightContinue reading “August FIRST, 2010”