Motherhood Reflected
For some, a journey, a series of vignettes unfolding and clashing and changing. For some merely moments. For many a …
Tag Archives: Louella San Juan
Sunrise
In seconds it sheds the grey skin on the horizon melting free of thin vapors a hot fiery yolk the …
Cebu
In the tropics where you live on the edge of the jungle where the trees and vines and thickets …
This Small Life
In the fall of last year, we adopted a rescue kitten. She was twelve months old (so the shelter said), …
In This Town
In this proud town Battered and bold Amid empty spaces And darkened windows like blind eyes Come shops and little …
Every Beginning…
A toast to a Special Friend, and all Friends, Starting Anew or About To, and the family and friends who …
Brave New World
What I learned when you do it yourself: Part I — The Leap of Faith (Reposted from a 09/27/2013 guest …
I’m Capable The Way I Am
Learning from role models great and small that you can *** You must do the thing you think you cannot …
Our Crazy, Crafty, Magical Time at the Book Festival
I limped for days after the Brooklyn Book Fair, climbing and descending the subway stairs stiffly. The unfairness of aging …
Beauty is Truth
A subway ride, a homeless woman, and a moment of truth. I saw her when I entered the subway car, …
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