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Today, as my children and I prepared for the school day, my son asked, “Mom, will you be coming on the fieldtrip tomorrow?” I said yes, and ...

A year ago, my son lost his most treasured possession, a small Gap Hopper simply named “Bunny” at the Nick Hotel in Orlando. And with Bunny’...

Thirty-six years ago today, my life changed. At the time, I was six and very angry about this change. I had been the apple of my parents’ ...

I’ve been absent. We moved to Madison, Wisconsin, this past summer. And all is well. During the search for schools, I made a point of look...

I don’t often write about my Latino side. Usually, I forget about it unless someone whom I have never met in the flesh reminds me with a ca...

From very young, I never had a reason to want to know more about my birth parents. But every day, my own children astonish me. And of cours...

How many times have I heard that comment? I heard it in grade school, high school, college and even now, as an adult. I shouldn’t be offende...

It’s been 39 years since I left Korea. And I truly consider myself first and foremost an American and a Puerto Rican. In all those years, ...

I so enjoy a sense of humor. My friend, Ted, breathes humor. He theorized the “Crumpler or Folder” idea. He taped his face for a laugh on ...

My family made one of our few treks to Tennessee this holiday season. After being on the road for a few hours, we made our usual stop at a C...