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wise men say

My earliest memories are framed by my mother’s love of two larger-than-life figures, Elvis and Jesus.  I remember getting off the school bus in front of our house and hearing Elvis’ voice all the way down the driveway, crooning from the record player inside. Loud...

taking my time

Soon after my father died in 2013, I started writing stories that became the beginnings of a memoir about me, my family, love, and faith. A few years ago, I outlined chapters and started drafting a book proposal, and late last year I committed to intentionally carving...

life stories

Our family is in the midst of becoming licensed to provide Transitional Foster Care, giving a temporary home to unaccompanied children seeking asylum at the border. I wanted to participate in the program as soon as I heard about it because it sounded like a meaningful...

are you listening?

Listening is easy when you are falling in love, talking to your best friend, receiving good news, or meeting a kindred spirit. It gets harder when the person you are talking to is not so close, and even harder when you’re distracted or tired or unsure of what to say...

seeing and listening

I believe that books come into my life when I am supposed to read them. Some months ago I found myself going down a rabbit hole after listening to a podcast. I researched the guest and her contemporaries jumping from website to Instagram profile to the library app to...

faith of our mothers

Abuelita Faith came into my life after hearing the author, Kat Armas, on the Next Right Thing podcast. As she spoke, I could hardly believe how much of what she said aligned with my experiences related to the formation of my faith and beliefs about the church. Similar...