It’s in the little things I see my father in me. It’s the little things about him I miss the most too. The way he used to smile with his eyes. The power in his carcajada. The things he used to say to me then when I would take them for […]
lessons
Lessons from my brother
The word is pride. It’s taken quite some time to arrive at this singular expression of emoción, but after careful (very careful if you know me well) thought and consideration, that is really the most appropriate palabra to describe what this picture evokes in me. My nephew took it this weekend on a […]
Growing Up, Growing Old, and Holding On to the ‘Niño Terco’
Get up. Get ready. And go. That’s the way we always lived life. Never having any time to really stand still, at attention, free, just to enjoy the moment. Other than when we lived in the Rio Grande Valley, and that was just for a couple of years in between […]
Donde Cabe Uno, Caben Dos: Life Lessons for Adult Children
Donde cabe un mexicano caben cien. That was the variation of this popular dicho we grew up with. I think in actually it’s supposed to go something like this: donde cabe uno, caben dos. This weekend while we were working on the house we all lived in for nine years […]