Friday, March 07, 2008

Urban



Only in the kind of neighborhood that I live in can you find these kinds of storefronts.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

My Perfect Day




very little traffic on my way to work. bright cheery sunshine all around.

lunch with a friend & a bowl of albondigas soup from my favorite restaurant.

a catch-up phone call with my sister. my favorite kind of calls.

a pleasant drive home from work. the traffic gods were definitely smiling on me.

some quality time with my mom even if it's only for a half hour.

lots of loud and really bad singing (english & spanish) in my car lately.

noticing my environment, finding the little corner gems and having my camera handy.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Hope, Faith & Dreams



Hold on to hope, keep faith and never, ever give up on dreams.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

40



On day two, I'm indulging on left-over birthday cake, reading birthday cards that made it into my mailbox this morning and making plans for the year.

Change of Scenery

Friday, February 29, 2008

Gift




Each day is a gift, but today is a special gift. Happy Leap Day!

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Her Journey




My heart is full with love, and I feel like I'm going to burst at the seams at how proud I am of her.

She has started to search for answers. No longer relying in only God to give her the answers or begging Him to tell her what to do next, she has started to help herself, which I'm sure is what He wanted her to do all along. She's finding her voice and is realizing that she's not a victim. Soon, she'll stop wondering about what she could have done or should have done differently. Truth be told, she did the only thing she knew to do--love deeply and fiercely.

I pray for strength and courage to get her through the trips and stumbles. I pray for love and support to get her through the roadblocks and negative thoughts. I pray for laughter and hugs to encourage her to keep going. But more importantly, I pray in appreciation for her and her journey.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

5 Grateful Things




(1) That the weather has made a change. Finally. I took this picture last week when we experienced three storms back-to-back that dumped cold rain and strong winds on us. That has all changed because today it's beautiful!

(2) That I got a late start today and was able to enjoy the morning outdoors instead of sitting in my office and enjoying it through my office window.

(3) That I have my favorite snack--grapes--with me today.

(4) That we're one step closer to buying another house. *fingers crossed*

(5) That not only did I get a late start at work, BUT I'm leaving early. I get to enjoy a fun function with my family. Oh, and I have my camera with me!

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Hello Old Friend




I've started to take pictures of the bridge again.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Valentine's Day



Reason 6,368 why I love my husband:
He surprised his 10-year old with an afternoon visit to her school and lunch from her favorite restaurant. Swoon.

Have I already mentioned that when she turned 3, he baked her a cake, frosted it pink, added sprinkles, AND treated her pre-school classmates with an impromptu surprise party? **I realize that moms do this all the time for their kiddies. I applaud whatever parent shows up for their children.**

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

If only, . . .




last night,
she said she was tired
she said she was sick and tired of being sick and tired
she said she was having a bad day
she said she hated her job
she said she hated where she lived
she said she hated her commute
she said she was dying inside
she said she was tired of keeping it together
she said she didn't want one more person tell her how good she looked
she said she lost her faith
she said she didn't know what to do next
she said she was tired of being nice
she said she couldn't hear one more person say how good things are
she said she wanted to go away
she said she didn't know how much longer she could hold on
she said she wished she felt better because she really wanted to help
she said she wanted her old life back

finally, she cried. she cried hard.

if only, she knew how much she helped me last night.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Friday, February 01, 2008

Falling or Flying




The best thing you can do is learn to let go.
It's hard, I know.

But, it's important for you. For me. For her. For him. For us.

At first, you might feel like you're falling.
But, I promise
Soon you'll be flying.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

At Lunch




This is part of a conversation I overheard at lunch today:

Her: We would be so good together.
Him: It's just that I don't want a girlfriend right now.
Her: Yeah, but, we have so much fun together. I'll be good. I'll be fun.
Him: Well, I'm trying to figure things out with--
Her: But, I'm the one here with you today not her. And, all your friends like me. We could be one big group hanging out doing fun things.
Him: Did I tell you, I'm going to see my parents this weekend. They're coming out to see me.
Her: *reaching over to touch his arm * I love your parents, and I would get along with them. I want us to have what they have.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Kindness




I have been told that the smallest act of kindness can make a difference to someone.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Pause



"I only do this until I get dizzy & then I lay down on my back & watch the clouds, she said. It sounds simple but you won't believe how many people forget the second part." --Brian Andreas

Monday, January 28, 2008

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Friday, January 25, 2008

Thursday, January 24, 2008

It's Good To Be Me



It's good to be me because, while on a trip to San Francisco, this talented gentleman serenaded me.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Window

Out of all the people in our office,
I think I have the best view because:
I have a breathtaking view of Mt. Wilson
In the Summer, it glows under the afternoon sun
and
In the Winter, its peaks are often capped in snow.
I also have the perfect view of the Colorado Street Bridge
I love its old-world charm
complete with old-fashion street lights.
I love it so much that I've used it as a backdrop for a few photos.
This morning something horrible happened
the act was so horrible that it has tarnished my beautiful view.
A man jumped to his death from the bridge
but not before killing his wife and mother-in-law.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Possibilities


"Tell me what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?"
--Mary Oliver

Being Present




Friday, December 28, 2007

Mirror

it's that time of year when i reflect on my actions and decisions of the past year.
i make a few lists every year:
the first is a list of all the things i want to leave behind
the second is a list of all the things i learned
and the third is a list of all the things i'm hopeful for in the new year.
i've decided to leave behind viewing a situation in my life as a punishment
instead, i'm choosing to see it as getting a chance at a different life
of shaking things up
of reinventing things
and of uncovering dreams that where put away for another life.
i dream of being deserving and accepting of all the good in my life:
the perks of my job
not freaking out over finances
continued travel
enjoying my hobbies
good health
and
fun times with friends and family.


Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Light

The mountains, rivers, grasses, trees and forests are always emanating subtle, precious light,
day and night, always emanating a subtle, precious sound, demonstrating and expounding to all
people the unsurpassed ultimate truth.
-Yuan-Sou



Regret

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Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Belated

she's smart
she's generous
she's strong
she's a risk taker
she's brave
she's helpful
she's genuine
she's loyal
she's thoughtful
she's beautiful
she's his twin

she's my sister.

happy belated birthday, sweets.


Belated

He's thoughtful
He's smart
He's caring
He's an awesome friend
He's loyal
He's a strong athlete
He's is committed
He's a damn good dresser
He's loved by many
He's handsome
He's her twin

He's my brother.

Happy belated birthday!


Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Stand


when your heart tells you one thing

and your mind tells you another

and, you've done all you can do

just stand

Friday, December 14, 2007

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Familia

This pile of homemade tamales were made by my family.
They look delicious, right? They are.
Seeing this picture of our tamales makes me happy for everything it represents.
It represents a family coming together.
It represents a family who enjoys each other's company.
It represents a family who welcomes everyone and makes first-timers feel right at home.
It represents a family who doesn't shy away from hard work.
It represents a family who values tradition.
It represents a family who embraces their heritage.
It represents the love that we feel for one another.

This pile of tamales has been one of the greatest gifts from our grandmother, who as our matriarch, always had one wish--that we always stay connected. The year after our grandmother's death, we came up with the idea of getting together as a family the first Saturday of December to make tamales. (We decided on the first Saturday of the month because her birthday was December 2.)

That was nine years ago.

This year, as always, we came together as a family. We welcomed two new members to our tribe, and they meshed right into our family. There was a lot of conversation and a lot of laughter at the assembly table this year. As usual, it was messy and fun.


Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Generosity


Did I already mention that this Double Digits Girl is not only thoughtful but also generous?
She asked that I take her shopping last weekend because she had birthday money that was burning a hole in her pocket. While at the mall, we walked into one of my favorite stores Bath & Body Works. Because she knows I love this store, she followed me around and helped me pick out new lotions to smell and each time asked if I liked it. Every time I said yes, she turned the bottle over and looked at the price tag. Each time returning the bottle to the shelf when she realized that it was too expensive for her budget. When I realized that she wanted to buy me a Christmas gift, I walked over to the sample-size section of the store. She picked out a 3-piece set in the same fragrance that earlier I had raved about. She looked at the price and, while it was more expensive than the others, she held on to it. She whispered to me, "If you really like it, I'd like to get it for you."
In case you're wondering, YES, her generosity melted my heart. She had $20 and this set of lotions would have used up all her money, but it didn't matter to her. At that moment, what mattered to her was to make me happy. And, she did. She made me very happy and proud, and it didn't even cost her any money.

Monday, December 03, 2007

A Message to 3 Boys

Brody, Elijah, & Noah
December '07
Listen to Mustn'ts, child, listen to the Don'ts.
Listen to the Shouldn'ts, the Impossibles, the Won'ts.
Listen to the Never Haves, then listen close to me.
Anything can happen, child, Anything can be.
-Shel Silverstein

Friday, November 30, 2007

Monday, November 26, 2007

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Fun & Laughs

If you have to think about the last time you had fun,
or the last time you laughed so hard your side ached,
IT'S BEEN TOO LONG.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Thankful

It's a day late, but it's important for me to give thanks
For the smile on her face
For her health
For her undying love and devotion to us.
Gracias.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Potato Soup for the Soul


you know those visits where everything is fun, easy and peaceful?
well, that's how it is with her.
i always look forward to our time together because our talks are comfort food for my soul.
our visits have become a comfortable routine.
i walk through her front door,
put down my purse and keys,
and make my way to her kitchen--that's where she waits for me.
she greets me with her familiar "Hola, Prima"
and her loving arms that wrap around me in a big hug
that always warms my heart.
and, because she knows me so well,
a delicious cup of tea waits for me.
i take my place at her diningroom table,
sipping my tea,
and watching in awe as she dances around her kitchen
creating delicious meals and baked goodies for the people in her life.
i'm often complimented on my role as a step-mother
and, in my heart, i always share the compliment with her
because, you see, she is the one that has taught me what I know about parenting.
i admire that her greatest concern has always been her children.
she's an incredible mother and because of her, her kids have learned
how to make healthy choices and
to own their actions.
she has encouraged them to have a voice
but reminds them to be respectful when speaking up.
she has taught them about change while
reminding them that the one consistent thing--the one thing
they can always count on--
is her steady and deep love for them.
today, i know there is no better gift you could give a child.
and, because it's the season to give thanks, i hope that this simple thank you is enough
thank you for never tiring of letting me vent
thank you for all the valuable life lessons you have shared with me
thank you for your honesty
thank you for guarding my secrets
thank you for your cozy home that you so generously share
thank you for your loyalty
thank you for giving me so much to think about
thank you for always making me feel safe
thank you for all you teach me--
especially the latest recipe of comfort food-- Sopa de Papa.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Stereotypes


Somebody e-mailed me a joke this morning and it got me thinking about police officers.
I don't need a joke or an e-mail to get me thinking about them
because I do that on my own -- everyday.
But, today after reading the joke--
a joke, by the way, full of cop stereotypes--
it made me think of them.
Maybe I'm having a bad morning.
Maybe I took it too personally.
Maybe I'm too close.
Personally, the limited amount of first-hand experience I have had with police officers has been good.
That doesn't mean that my experience is everyone's experience.
Some can be assholes. I've even met a few.
But, overall, I've found law enforcement to be an under-paid, under-appreciated,
brave and noble profession.
I am married to an honest, kind, and decent man who happens to be a deputy sheriff, and
it hasn't been very long since I heard about the last cop's funeral so
forgive me if I don't share in your laughter over one more donut joke.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

10

I love her because:
she makes me laugh,
she's kind,
she's always eager to help,
she doesn't give me attitude,
she's honest,
she shares my interest in photography,
she doesn't hold grudges,
she's still innocent,
she's brave,
she loves to have fun,
she works hard,
she trusts me,
she's always willing to pose for me whenever i ask her to,
but mostly because she's starting to develop her own dreams and ideas.
Happy Double Digits!
I know how eager you were to get here.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Monday, November 05, 2007

Pieces

Descanso Gardens

The best part of my weekend: watching an awesome performance by Rodrigo y Gabriela at the Music Box Theatre.

The worst part of my weekend: isn't worth mentioning because it had a lot to do with the most stressful part of my weekend.

The funnest part of my weekend: experiencing the "nightlife" through April's eyes.

The most relaxing part of my weekend: getting an extra hour of sleep.

The most stressful part of my weekend: having to deal with Armando at a time when lots has to get done with very little time in which to do it.

The most loving part of my weekend: having my sister give up her weekend to help me out.

The most delicious part of my weekend: joining my Mom and aunts for a delicious Sunday meal cooked by my Aunt Irma.


Friday, November 02, 2007

Day of the Dead

Photo by R. Zepeda
It's been 1 year and 6 months, but it feels like it was just yesterday
That I go the call to tell me he was gone.
She struggled to find the right words
And when she finally found them
They brought with them the awful, awful silence.
The silence made me feel like my heart was going to explode.
I remember hanging up the phone
I struggled with not knowing what to do
Then again the awful silence
This time the silence brought with it desperation.
The desperation to hold something that once had his fingerprints
A letter
A card
A picture
Anything.
I remember not finding anything
I struggled with my tears and my aching heart
And, again the silence. That deafening eerie silence.
I remember surrendering to it
I sat in it
I let it surround me
I let it clear my head.
I remember that beautiful and sweet silence
It let me be
It calmed my heart
It dried my tears
But more importantly
It gave me strength
The strength to go forward.
Yes, my heart still aches for him
But, I trust that he's in a place of complete beauty, peace and freedom.
Yes, I wish we had more time to spend together
But, I'm glad & grateful for the time we had.
Maybe next time.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Moving Together

I didn't expect the recent movement in our lives to bring
so many great lessons.
I've learned that I am forever safe in his arms.
I've learned that he has unbelievable devotion.
I've learned that he is fiercely committed to our life together.
I've learned that he has unwavering loyalty.
I've learned that I will never again feel like I am by myself.
I've learned that his character and word are the two things I admire the most.
I've learned that I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.

Here's to you Rockin' another year.
Happy Birthday, Babe.