Last year, my parents announced they would no longer be putting up a tree at Christmas. Both in their 80s, handing down the ornaments from the attic and dragging the tree from the basement had become too much. I was saddened by the news. Since I was a baby, there has been a Christmas tree … Continue reading O, Christmas Tree
childhood
Day #27 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: Sopa de arroz
There is nothing more comforting than my mother's sopa de arroz (Mexican rice). No matter how I try, I am unable to replicate her recipe. I have a white notecard with her recipe scribbled in my handwriting. I wrote down the recipe after watching my mother cook a large saucepan of its fluffy deliciousness. It was difficult, as … Continue reading Day #27 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: Sopa de arroz
The Matriarch(s)
My family is my foundation, my rock, my catalyst, my comfort, my soul. I have been blessed with amazing parents, who not only provided (and continue to provide) unconditional love and guidance for me, my sister and brother, they have proven to be role models to many, from cousins to neighborhood children. A few years … Continue reading The Matriarch(s)
