Growing up in Miami is enough of a cultural experience. Spanish is the main language, and any kid who went to school with you and didn’t speak the language got…
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I was 16-years-old and chatting with my aunt, and my mom, one day after school. My aunt was going to be a grandmother for the FIFTH time. All of…
Read moreIn My Mother’s Words: Gratitude
As my mom and I sat in the airport waiting for our ride when we came back from South America this summer, she started telling me how clearly she remembers…
Read moreIn my Mother’s Words: People and looks
You know how sometimes you like a guy or a girl, and they’re not incredibly good looking, but not hideous either? Sometimes you don’t even know how to describe them!…
Read moreIn My Mother’s Words: When others don’t understand
You know how sometimes you feel like people just don’t understand things? You almost feel crazy because no matter how many times you explain it, even in the simplest way…
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