The Small Magic of Generosity
My mom, Mama Sandra, has always been one of the most generous people I know, to a fault. She always taught all her kids to be giving and generous and not to make it all about us or to hoard our gifts from others. Sometimes, she did this to the degree that I thought...Dame Un Besito
For the longest time, when I was a kid, I thought my grandmother’s name was “Sito.” Every time she’d see me, she’d throw her arms wide open and say “Dame un besito!” I thought that meant come to Sito and for years I called her that. It actually means “give me a kiss!”...Transcend the Bullshit
I have a shirt with that phrase on it and it couldn’t be more appropriate for what has transpired in my world in the last week. But let’s back up and talk a little bit about said bullshit, yes? I LOVE, I mean LOVE, when my friends do well and succeed. It’s a win for...Nana and the Small Magic of Just Being Yourself
My Nana was the original character. She would have the entire family over for Sunday lunch and make enough food for five Sunday lunches. Imagine getting off the elevator in her apartment building and smelling the aroma of sauce and meatballs all the way down at the...SMALL MAGIC and Unconditional Love
Something my mom taught all of us kids (she has four girls and two boys) at a very early age was the small magic of unconditional love. Now, let’s define with that means in our family. That doesn’t mean that we don’t get scolded, sent to our rooms or spanked with a...
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