Every time I brainstorm what it means to be a mujer it seems the identity is difficult to separate from other relationships. A woman as a daughter, as a wife, as a sister, as a girlfriend. But what makes a woman a woman?
Multifaceted Me: Part IV
As a kid, I would gather my cousins as my students and administer tests I spent hours creating before they arrived to “play.” I would take attendance, teach a concept, write on the chalkboard, and even grade their assignments with the all-powerful red pen. I’ve always known I was born to be in the classroom.
Multifaceted Me: Part III
It was my assumption that I’d become a mom the day my baby was placed in my arms. However, I was in love, fiercely protective, and beaming with pride the moment it was confirmed that a little human was being formed inside me. It was unbelievable how deeply I felt for someone I had not met yet.
TGIF! Week of July 20
Back to school is right around the corner, and while opinions abound, the fact is this: teachers in my district return July 30, students return August 6. Here’s to the last full week of summer 2020!
TGIF! Week of July 13
Truth: I have avoided working on this post because it’s been a heavy end of the week, but I cannot avoid the knowledge that my life abounds with blessings.
Multifaceted Me: Part I
Mija: This word is a shortened, endearing Spanish word for “mi hija” which literally means “my daughter.” As a daughter, I am an heir to unparalleled riches. I receive life and love in abundance.
Multifaceted Me: Part II
Kyle moved to Houston the summer of 2013, and we were engaged six months later. 2014 was a whirlwind year as I began my last semester of college while planning a wedding. I graduated in May, married and moved out of my mom’s house in July, and began my first teaching job in August.
TGIF!
As a Monday aficionado, I’ve never been much of a “thank God it’s Friday” fan. In fact, Friday has always seemed to me as the day where I attempt to gather the broken pieces of a tired week. Mondays are fresh; a clean slate; new mercies.
What do you wonder?
I’m joining Michelle Haseltine’s July challenge and crossing out another Bingo square by creating a list of questions (what do I wonder?). Join the notebooking fun!
Nombre
Before he could take a breathe, you traded
his dignity for your neat
bow of normal and turned
my joy to dread.
