my name is lourdes.

When Mami told me she was keeping a notebook full of her favorite memories I asked myself, “She writes?” Never in my 22 years of life have I seen Mami write anything other than the occasional phone number on the wall calendar or her name where indicated on important forms. I’ve seen her shaky handwriting. … Continue reading my name is lourdes.

observations from a 23 year old woman sitting alone at a bar.

As I sit here, surrounded by faces I’ve never seen, I can’t help but think about the following: 1. We all believe we are God’s gift to humanity. Even if you are an atheist like myself. We are special. We are unique. You will never meet anyone like me. But, what makes you so special? … Continue reading observations from a 23 year old woman sitting alone at a bar.