Okay, I admit that our return to San Antonio was not that bad.  I had a much worse time during the eighteen-hour roadtrip dreading the homeschooling that awaited, and really,

Yes indeed.  Everything has a beginning and everything has an end, and sadly, our vacation has come to an end.  I am writing in the car on my laptop computer. 

(Pasito a Pasito) I am writing floating in a pleasure nirvana because Isabel, my eight-year-old, is massaging my feet.  Yesterday, in her Covidian boredom, she asked me to buy her

I´m forcing myself to sit down and write just for the sake and discipline of it, because now that more and more people are getting infected and the curve is

The other day…well, the other day long, long ago, in the past era, I went to this conference where the speaker asked you to close your eyes and visualize yourself

This is the last week of homeschooling, praise the Lord and all of his Saints! Mission Accomplished, one less battle.  However, like with all battles in life, this one brought

I would have loved to start with a… my anger has passed, my resignation is over.  I have reached the Nirvana!  Well, I’m afraid I have to inform you that

Today at HEB this moron addressed me saying… Excuse me, sir.  Oh, come on!  Really?  I lit up like a match.  I gave him a deadly look.  My offender didn´t even bother to look at

My husband accuses me of exaggerating every story when I tell it.  What do I think?  I think he’s just jealous because deep inside, he knows that I’m a better

This week I set the goal of meditating thirty minutes every day.  I desperately need to be in a more “zen” and less “deranged” frequency.  I need to create a “good atmosphere”