Studying at coffee shops, highlighting and making notes, having pedagogical conversations with hubs- now that was some serious self-care.
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.
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.
Depending on when you met me, I might have been…
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.
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.
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.