A City Mom Goes Camping
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Here’s a story about how a mom from the city survived an entire day and night on her first camping trip. I thought I’d never say this, but that mom was me.
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Christmas Reflection
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When I think about Christmas, my mind is filled with images, words and feelings. Of course, there’s the obvious ones such as family, love, gifts, carols, the smell of fresh pine, lit chimneys, big dinners, lots of hugs and small faces filled with wonder.
Read MoreA Refuge in the Heart
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’m walking barefoot. I feel each and every one of the rocks along the road on the soles of my feet. I think I lost my shoes two days ago. After walking for many hours, I’m not sure how many; we finally arrive at a ghost town just outside of Damascus.
Read MoreA Letter to my Grandmother
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Today, is Mother’s Day and all I can do is think about you, grandmother. It’s the first year without your presence, and I’m filled with great sadness. But this absence is only physical, because you’ve visited me in my dreams, and I’ve enjoyed the hugs we’ve shared in them a lot.
Read MoreWhy Cinco de Mayo is celebrated more in the U.S. than in Mexico
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In previous posts, I’ve talked to you about how throughout my thirteen years living in the U.S., I’ve adopted many new traditions. Well, you guys might not believe this, but “Cinco de Mayo” is now one of them, I'll explain.
Read MoreA Mountain called Life
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Last week we took our three kids snow skiing for the first time. I have to confess that it was an exhausting trip, but definitely one filled with amazing stories and emotions.
Read MoreThanksgiving in Mexico
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For five years in a row, I’ve repeated the delicious tradition of spending Thanksgiving week in Mexico. With the free days my kids and husband get, it’s the perfect opportunity to spend a whole week in my country.
Read MoreFrom my hand to yours
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With this same concern of showing their children the importance of gratitude and the responsibility to give and help others, about a year and a half ago, two very good friends of mine started an organization in Houston called "De mi mano a la tuya" which means "From my hand to yours".
Read MoreSome Traditions Never Die
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Living away from my country for so many years, has given me the great opportunity to appreciate all those Mexican traditions that I miss so much even more.
Read MoreTen Years Without Solitude
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As Moms, we know really well that phase in life in which our firstborn turns, in an instant, from being an only child to being the big sibling of the family. It seems like it was yesterday when my house was filled with jealousy as the new baby arrived.
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