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We All Need a Tribe: How To Find One and Why You Need One

If you look at an island for what it is, it’s a piece of land, surrounded by water that stands alone. There’s no united of states or neighboring unions. It just floats in the middle of the ocean, somewhat disconnected from the rest of the world. Being a writer feels a lot like that. Heck, being an adult feels a lot like that. It couldn’t be further from college days when meeting a new friend was simple arithmetic: 1 beer + 1 mutual laugh...

Coffee Talks: No Need to Worry… Mommy is Just Ugly Crying

What’s the first thing you do when you feel like you’re going to cry in front of your kids? You leave the room, right? What’s the first thing you do when your kid gets hurt? Pick them up and say, “Now, now. It’s ok. I’m here. Don’t cry.” We spend a lot of time trying to avoid tears from our kids and a lot of time hiding our own. And maybe we shouldn’t. I’ve been on an emotional seesaw the last couple...

My Quest for Proper Pajamas

In my quest for adultness, I decided a while ago that I wanted to become a proper pajamas person. No more ratty old t-shirts with mismatched bottoms. No sir. A respectable mom adult wears luxurious PJs. Silky? yes, please. Flowy? Absolutely. Let’s be honest, we spend so much time in pajamas on the weekends that I want to wake up and hang around the house feeling like a 1950’s movie star. So I took my pajama game to Oysho*. I had...

Seize the Yes and the Rest Will Happen

I want to tell you a quick story – not just about saying YES but the importance in continuing to say it. This story goes way back to August 2016 when Riselle of The Traveling Island Girl, who I knew only from Women Who Live on Rocks and social media, was visiting Santo Domingo. She reached out and asked if I’d be interested in meeting up with a fellow island gal. I said yes. I brought a friend, she brought a...

Falling in Love with Las Terrenas

I will never forget when I fell in love with her. It was June of 2011. The sky was a golden pink and magic hour was upon us. The ocean was calm and the sound of waves (if you could have called them that) was drowned out by my ATV. But that didn’t matter to me in the least because in place of the soft sound of waves, freedom combed my hair and the sea breeze was my breath. My...

Kickass T-Shirts by Muchacha Power | Made in the Dominican Republic

If you’re not interested in hearing a story about “girl power” today – keep it moving. Strong girls grow up to be strong women. So, this post is all about empowering girls. While a t-shirt might not start a revolution, it can make a statement and spread a story. And this girl power t-shirt tells exactly the kind of story I want to share with you, and more importantly, my kids. Muchacha Power started simply and, as the mom of a strong, smart, and beautiful Latina girl who...

Lessons from a Holocaust Survivor on International Women’s Day

I know so many brave people. Both of my parents are Cuban immigrants and made terrible sacrifices and took serious risks to escape dictatorship and build a better life. Most of my relatives have similar stories. Today, on International Women’s Day, as we celebrate the brave, bold, and beautiful women in our lives and around the world, I can say that I know one more. Yesterday, I had the privilege to hear and meet Mrs. Bronia Kraus, Mrs. B, as she is affectionately called,...

A Heartbreaking Decision Even I Didn’t See Coming

I’ve been holding on to a secret for a while now. The truth is, every time I let down my guard and allow myself some space to think about it, my body starts to shake and my eyes swell up with tears so think there is no room for them to go anywhere but out. Even now, having only written two sentences, I’m already in sobbing position. But there is no more time to hold on to this. By this weekend, much of...