
Good and Bad, it’s all Good

There are seasons Days, weeks, months, years There are winters (the snow days) The Sunny days The rainy days and nights The darkness, light There is an ugly and beautiful side to it all It’s how you choose to see…
“Quench”

There have been nights I have been lazy. Seconds, minutes, hours, and times, I didn’t want to do anything because I was either lazy or remembering the nights I spent with my twin flame, praying to the Universe for the…
It’s Been a Long Time

It’s been a long time since I have written on my blog. I have been busy with work, school, writing, and motherhood. A few weeks into October, I faced terrible complications of stomach problems. I have never been so sick…
“Never Marry A Mexican” (Essay)

When it comes to marriage, everyone in their life, regardless of the belief, wants or needs someone special made for them. I choose to write about “Never Marry a Mexican” by Sandra Cisneros. After reading a bit about the author,…
Sweet Song of Her Life

Leaping, laughing, smiling Dancing thru the days Her spirit and her life Growing as she plays Calling to the endless wind Come, I have so much more Like the power of the endless waves Crashing on the shore Listen to…
I’m Starting to Think

I’m starting to think. Deeply into myself If he is me, or I am me. I am starting to think. Is it necessary? Is it love? Is love blind? I am starting to think. His questions, his mindset, We are…
“A Day Forgotten to Remember”

Midday sun has gotten very tiring, hungry as a lion from a long flight. The streets and buses are congested with massive and heavy construction workers hammering the roads with concrete and mud all over the city. The market places…
My Second Book and Sample Chapter

When it comes to love, everyone sees it differently. In this case, I met someone and we spoke for months, possibly doing everything on the phone but with time I realized that wasn’t for me, it was just a passing…
“Dream to Believe”

I am not saying you can’t be rich, poor man. I am not saying you have a lot of opportunities like the rich man does. I am not saying living poor is the worst thing, but it’s not the best…
A Dedication to My Brother’s Wife (Ada Lawson)

I see her, and I see a strong, dedicated woman with a willing spirit A woman, indeed to listen and adhere to her secrets of growth, nurture, and beauty When I met her, I felt a sisterly love; one I…











