Sometimes I worry, sure. Mostly, though, I am proud. I will raise him to kindly correct you if you mispronounce his name.
SOL: A decade with my love
10 TEN WORD STORIES to celebrate Kyle, both his life and his presence in mine.
SOL: Happy New Year Notebooking!
I have yet to solidify my One Little Word. I have not drawn, written in, or placed stickers nor dates in my newly minted planner. But…
SOL: Six Word Memoir Web
six word memoir web
SOL: Thanksgiving Creamed Corn
The first Thanksgiving I was expected to be a contributor to the family feast was four months after getting married.
SOL: One hour a day challenge
The main thing I learned from doing this challenge is how much an hour can hold. Each photo I captured was simply a moment.
SOL: Like in the movies
My tenth graders were in disbelief that I read aloud to my children at home.
SOL: Fall Break
Studying at coffee shops, highlighting and making notes, having pedagogical conversations with hubs- now that was some serious self-care.
SOL: These are a few of my favorite things…
Midlife crisis – a few of my favorite things?
SOL: Practical or Brave?
Identifying as a writer was monumental for me – it still is a daily choice to believe and proclaim this confidently. It is brave to say “I am a writer” out loud.
SOL: Currently…
currently thankful for, amazed by, proud of myself for, looking forward to…
Slice of Life: “Boys will be boys”
I do not want to dismiss the burden of raising empowered females. However, do not dismiss nor discourage my burden of raising competent males who relentlessly and confidently and boldly empower other males, as well as females.
Slice of Life: What now?
I never thought I would participate – much less complete – a month long writing challenge shared with an actual audience of readers. Well, I blogged every single day in March and then “poemized” every single day in April. I am WIPED.
Slice of Life: To the White Woman Who Feigns Curiosity
Earlier this month, I was inspired over at Ethical ELA to find inspiration for a mirror poem. I used Ariana Brown’s “Dear White Girls in My Spanish Class” to interject stanzas throughout my own.
Queen of Tejano Music: #SOLSC21
It feels fitting to be celebrating La Reina’s life and empowering spirit on the same day I am celebrating my multifaceted identity of mija, esposa, mami, maestra, mujer.
Curly Hair Journey in Five Sentences: #SOLSC21
Curly Hair Journey in Five Sentences
OLW Reflection: #SOLSC21
In 2021, I’m choosing to connect with the possibility that my OLW may look different than what I anticipated in December of 2020. And that’s okay.
Cafés and Cardiologists: #SOLSC21
Does heart failure run in either of your families? Did anybody on either side die from heart complications before the age of 45? Are there any genetic disorders either of you are aware of?
TGIF: #SOLSC21
So, friends, I’d love to hear – what are you trusting? For whom or what are you grateful? What’s inspiring you? How are you having fun?
Depending on when you met me: #SOLSC21
Depending on when you met me, I might have been…
Writing Affirmations: #SOLSC21
Any and every form of writing is influenced by our life story, by our experiences. I want my students to know their stories matter, their stories have impact, their stories are worth listening to.
The Ides of March:#SOLSC21
Today was not a good day. Today was full of uncertainty. Today was supposed to offer answers. Today, instead, the ultrasound begged more questions. Today, I am emotionally drained.
Sunday Insight: #SOLSC21
Sometimes I desperately miss the days I stayed awake into the wee hours of the night racing to finish another novel. Now, I’m squeezing in writing time during toddler naps and bargaining with time in the evening, knowing said toddler will be fully charged as early as 6 AM.
TGIF: #SOLSC21
So, friends, I’d love to hear – what are you trusting? For whom or what are you grateful? What’s inspiring you? How are you having fun?
In Five Sentences: #SOLSC21
Empty notebooks and freshly acquired pens were always in my possession just in case a moment overwhelmed me or a quote fell in my lap.
Dear Wednesdays: #SOLSC21
Today, I feel I’m saying goodbye to something I’ve come to love. So, here goes.
Expectations #SOLSC21
I was completely stumped. Have I never thought of this before? Has nobody ever asked me this question?
How I’m Celebrating Today #SOLSC21
I thought I would write in response to a quote today. Or a letter to the women who have inspired me. Or alongside a mentor text. Or complain about the gender wage gap.
TGIF: #SOLSC21
So, friends, I’d love to hear – what are you trusting? For whom or what are you grateful? What’s inspiring you? How are you having fun?
Breaking Up With Red: #SOLSC21
I am officially breaking up with red, and it feels like a crisis.
Texas in National News – Again: #SOLSC21
My beloved Lone Star State has made it to national news yet again. Today, I am relying heavily on mentor texts because I don’t really have words to say.
What They Wish We Knew: #SOLSC21
I assigned this thinking I’d mostly read letters that would lead me to reply notes of encouragement. It turned out to have the opposite effect. It reminded me that our presence matters. Our attitude matters. Our sincere joy at engaging matters. I am COVID-life exhausted. I am COVID-life, pregnant-life exhausted. But I’m going to keep showing up because it matters.
31 Days: #SOLSC21
It’s the first day, and my first year, of Two Writing Teachers Slice of Life Story Challenge 2021. While blogging every single day in March seems like a daunting task, I’m excited to join the writing community!! To those who have participated in the challenge for years – thank you for your guidance. To those who are joining for the first time, too – we got this!
Slice of Life: Texas Snowpocalypse
My love notes were written to objects like the car heater, to the blankets, to the headlamp, to the gas stove; they were also written to my 18 month old, my husband, my mom. It is amazing how intentionally writing gratitude or seeking joy can change your perspective, especially during challenging times.
Slice of Life: Birthday Blessings
With my birthday falling on the Sunday after the break, we planned a mini getaway/birthday celebration/babymoon trip three hours away in San Antonio. I cannot remember the last time Kyle and I just sat. In a coffee shop – okay, two coffee shops. To read. To enjoy coffee.
Multifaceted Musings 