As a child of divorce, I’ve always felt that there are many things that I missed out on due to my parents’ separation, especially because it was across two countries. Mom moved us all to Chicago, while my Dad stayed in our house in Puerto Rico. On the list of things I missed, there was… Continue reading Divorce: Repairing the broken branches of the family tree
Papi... I was standing in the Walgreen's greeting card aisle today frustrated and close to tears. Every card I picked up had a message thanking you for everything you have been to me throughout my life, everything you taught me, and I, in good conscience, couldn't give you any of them. Where are the cards… Continue reading Father’s Day Card- Blank Inside?
My Dad doesn't say much on a day to day basis. Days go by and all of his spoken words combined equal a paragraph...maybe. He doesn't say much, but he sings. BOY does he sing. He has a love for old, romantic ballads and belts them out with such passion that you barely notice that… Continue reading 31 years late: A life without my Dad