Sunflower field in Puerto Rico ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ทย 

March 2017. This was my first time traveling in 2 years since returning from Indonesia as a volunteer teacher. Also, it’d been exactly 2 years since my Father’s passing. 

We needed a vacation.It was my grandmother’s 70th birthday. My sister & I paid for my whole families trip to PR. It was the medicine we needed.

Happy 50th Mommy ๐Ÿ˜Š

Happy Birthday to the strongest, funniest, and wildest woman I ever knew. Happy Birthday to the woman who taught me how to walk, laugh & listen with my heart. Happy Birthday to my best friend, my reason for living, & my source of strength. I love you with every single part of me – from my toes to my lungs. Happy 50th Birthday Mommy, Tovoia, Tinka! ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’• We’ll see eachother again one day. 

|Chasing Recollection|

Chasing Recollection
I had a mother. Sometimes I can’t remember her looks

To spark my brain, I look thru her bins of Polaroids and unfinished photo-books

Her smile presents flashes of times, distorted, but shared

Slender hands, big laugh and coiled dark hair

Time passes, my eyes close, and her face leaves again

In darkness, I see her nose, more distinct now than it was then.

Large, to the point of cartoonish, I know it’s only in my mind’s eye.

It’s shiny, sharp, and Latin and death-defyingly high.

My brain forgets a face, but remembers a nose that stands tall.

 I’d rather have this piece of her than nothing at all.

Now, hope clings tight for memories to come.

What’s next to find? An eyebrow? A thumb?

Any reminder of her presence will satisfy me now.

Until the ache of loss is overcome by all the joy the universe will allow.

I have a mother and she has me too.

Time steals memories, but Angels can make them new.



Up there the sun is warmer

the air more soothing

whispering, no, shouting joyous songs

Iโ€™ve never heard.

Up there it is brighter.

The clouds, not floors

more like birds, lighter.

You soar higher still.

On earth, you soared higher still.

The wonderous mass of flesh

could no longer contain the

wonderous spirit that could no longer be restrained.

Down here, the sand scorched your soles.

The pavement too rough;

The grass too harsh.

Naturally, you jumped high,

Leapt, and reached for home.

Now, I find comfort in the

haven you found.

Now I find joy in the heart you

squeeze to beat

by living.

You live and I live.

Because you gave me

all you are and still

give me more than I deserve,

I honor you.

Not only for what you give,

but for who you are.

Now, you do the impossible for you live in many homes

at once.

You live in our hearts.

There is a piece of you

in all of our souls.

On this day, I honor you

and thank you for your time.

Now be on your way, Mommy,

spread your wings and fly.

Up there, itโ€™s warmer, for

your smile fills the sky.

Up there, joy abounds,

and we all know why.

Your new and old friends sing

that the day is new!

โ€œItโ€™s a beautiful morning, Tovoia.

Happy Birthday to you!โ€





Yesterday was my cousin Quoia’s 19th Birthday. To celebrate, My 2 sisters, my brother, Quoia and I went to Chuck-E-Cheese and played games for 7 hours straight. We looked a “little” out of place because of the whole “we’re adults” thing and everyone else there was either under 10 or over 50. Still, it was fun to be kid again. Anyway, We collected all the tickets we won and gave her $100 worth of tickets. Then, Quoia bought this bright rainbow slinky with the tickets. Totally worth it! Soo FUN…..I am going to miss these amazing people when I leave for the Peace Corps (: