Mi’jo saluda anyone and everyone. He reaches out a hand and talks to the nenes in their strollers. He either pets every animal he sees or gives it a hug. He is fearless …

Sometimes, I picture myself as Pancho Contreras.  You know, Pancho from Plaza Sesamo (el muppet peludo y azul).  I’m thinking in particular of how he’s frequently (charmingly) cranky, and always grumbling about how busy he …

You 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 I …

Longing is the price of distance/travel/migration…the bicultural life.   You can’t dissipate it, but you can channel it.
Isabel Allende writes in the introduction to her book Mi Pais Inventado that she writes “as a …

On the shelf in my studio is This Tree Is Older Than Your Are: A Bilingual Gathering of Stories and Poems from Mexico. I’ve read a handful of its poems to my kids; I used …

Conoces el agotamiento.  The dulling of your senses, the heaviness of your  párpados, the inability to focus. 
Let yourself go demasiado, and you’ll start to misremember language, too.  Say “pulpo” when you really mean “paraguas.” …

Conoces esta costumbre?  Milagros are an ancient aspect of Latin folk culture: small silver or gold votive offerings that look like charm bracelet charms and come in so many shapes.  Even if obscured by tiempo …

What if everything you’d been taught about home was not enough? What if it were not just the ciudad or pais you were born in, grew up in? Where you buried your treasures, your dead? …

Los expertos (whoever they are) say toddlers laugh more than 300 times a day.  The number doesn’t matter; se rien más que tu.  Their laughter a chortle, a giggle, algo que les entra and tumbles …

There is a quiet wisdom in the flowers.  Even after the months of frio, the smothering of the snow, nothing but grey sky memories, the flores return anyway.  When the moment is right, a bloom.
 
What …