July 14, 2017 Was this God’s way to teach us how to face painful moments? Hubby and I, along with our dear friends, headed to North Carolina for a fun visit. As we crossed from one state to another, the driver took instructions from the rest who did the navigating. “Oh, oh…I see the red …
July 07, 2017 Sorry, no 911 to call. No emergency assistants available. And medical facilities are nowhere around. My brother and I snuggled next to my Mom. We rode in the back of a truck. “When will we get there?” I asked her as my 10-year old mind anticipated fun moments in the tropical area …
June 23, 2017 Doesn’t it feel good when we help another person? A friend visited from Cuba and lamented on the condition of her hair. I took her hand. “Look, you don’t need to worry about fixing your hair,” I said. “We’ll go shopping and get you a lovely wig.” She hugged me. “In Cuba, …
June 16, 2017 Last week, I followed my nightly routine and fixed myself a cup of chamomile tea; not sure why I filled it to the brim, but I did. Funny thing is that those of us who are blind tend to bump into things, especially when we’re in a hurry. And that’s exactly …
June 6, 2017 Life ain’t all roses. Did God say that? I think He did The other morning, hubby and I walked hand in hand to the park for our morning exercise stroll. “It’s going to be a stressful day,” he said, “got a report to finish and don’t have all the information…” He …
(June 02, 2017) I can’t believe hubby had the nerve to do what he did! He sat among executives around a large conference table for their weekly meeting. They all took turns sharing a bit of news about their life and family. “Well,” hubby said, “this weekend Janet and I split up.” Gasps spread around …
(May 19, 2017) The experience was unique on my last trip home. The plane ride was bouncy and rough. I stretched out on the seat beside me in that 10-passenger small plane. I must have dosed off because all of a sudden, I notice the engine slowing down, the plane seem to lose power. …
God chose to bring me into this world on a cold spring morning in La Paz, Bolivia. My mom sat up on that old, unsteady bed in a worn-out clinic. “The baby…the baby…it’s coming,” she shouted. The woman looked up as she sat on a squeaky chair. She sipped her coffee. “Sorry, Señora. The midwife …
(May 05, 2017) Why do we celebrate Cinco de Mayo anyway? I called a friend from Mexico and asked her. “Who knows,” she says, “it’s just fun to have an excuse for a fiesta.” But when I celebrate, I know the reasons. Here are some of them: First, my friend, who has been there …
(April 28, 2017) I turned toward a new friend seated beside me during a writer’s conference. He’s got to be kidding! Did I hear him right? Did he say what I thought he said? Those questions ricocheted in this crazy chica’s head when I heard him described what he did on the side. I …