Share“This is not a baby shower, it’s a coronation!”
That was spoken by my best friend, a Nebraska native and non-Latina, as she walked into the hall on Calle Ocho in Miami where my Cuban-style …

ShareBack when I used to do a meditation class, we’d end sessions with the instructor leading us through a guided visualization.  Esos últimos diez minutos of class, where I’d get to lay on my mat …

ShareWhen I lived in Madrid, my name was even longer than it is now- my mother’s last name tacked on the back. Every child’s name a miniature family tree. Roll call took …

ShareIn our house, we do “Sana, sana, colita de rana, si no sanas hoy, sanarás mañana,” every time someone gets hurt.
So we were visiting friends in another state when my son bumped his head …

ShareYou know you can relate to the long-held dream of something “impossible”.
In the past two weeks, I have totally potty trained two kids and begun running for bursts of 3:40- two things that, though …

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My kids have a multicolored plush spider that, if you press one of its dangly dance-shoed legs, plays the Lambada. A Spanish-speaking friend of my mother’s got it for our older daughter. I remember …

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These clocks are in my kitchen. They read from left to right like this:
~ Hanalei, Hawaii – our favorite place in the islands.
~ Mission Viejo, California – where we live.
~ Habana, Cuba – where …

ShareA veces el pulpo es malo, otras veces es bueno.  When I ask my daughter about him se ve espantada, telling me that he’s outside, on the terrace, wanting to bite her, or looks …

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I changed my mind.  First, I told my husband that I wanted to spend Mother’s Day attending church as a family, then going to brunch at my mother’s house, and then hiking with the …

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Sometimes it gets to me how quiet many of my friends’ and neighbors’ homes are. Maybe quiet’s not the right word- they’re not noiseless- but they lack that blend of sound on in the …