Being an adult child of an alcoholic can be multifaceted. Why did my mom become an alcoholic? I’m not sure that anyone can say that there is just one thing that makes someone an addict. I believe it is a number of things. As far as the character of defects she had were – insecurities […]
This is the face of an immigrant. Our family came over from Peru in the early 70’s. Like many Hispanics and immigrants, we came over for a better life, better education. All I know is this country. All I have ever known is to be American, even when I was still technically Peruvian. We are […]
Grace by definition is: simple elegance or refinement of movement or in Christian belief – the free and unmerited favor of God, as manifested in the salvation of sinners and the bestowal of blessings. Besides “Grace” being one of my birth names, translated from Spanish, Grace has many meanings for me and what I consider Grace […]
Right before I became a teenager, I was living outside of Houston. It was the early 80’s. My two eldest sisters used to run away from our nightmarish home to downtown, where they used to go and hang out with their friends in the clubs. My parents weren’t okay with their friends because most of […]
Labels shouldn’t exist, but they do. They are things we have done, NOT who we are or who we will become. I could be labeled many things: illegal, ACOA (Adult Child of an Alcoholic), domestic violence survivor, excessive alcohol and drug user, rape victim, assault victim, hitchhiker, high school dropout, call girl, and single mother […]
I cannot be put in a box. I am a sum of all my experiences, good and bad. I am a sum of all my experiences I have analyzed or thought of. I am a sum of all my experiences I have yet to experience. I have had money. I have been broke. I have […]