“We don’t always get to choose the season.But we do get to choose how we live inside it. We get to believe that God loves us, is for us and with us in all of it.” Dr. Edie Wadsworth By: Gabriela Yareliz Wonderland was a strange place where absurdities abound, much like life. Planning hasContinue reading “Wandering Wonderland”
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I Was Pulled By An Angel In Times Square (Of All Places— I Know)
By: Gabriela Yareliz I am pretty sure I met my guardian angel today. It was a commute like any other. Kindle in hand, and noise everywhere. My train was four minutes away. I like to stand in an area of the platform where the police usually stands, next to a shed structure in the middle,Continue reading “I Was Pulled By An Angel In Times Square (Of All Places— I Know)”
Welcome, March!
By: Gabriela Yareliz Happy March! We enter the month that invites an unstable spring into our lives. It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. -Charles Dickens It’s the season of spring break andContinue reading “Welcome, March!”
Wonderwall
“And all the roads we have to walk are winding And all the lights that lead us there are blinding There are many things that I would like to say to you.” “Wonderwall,” Oasis By: Gabriela Yareliz I thought of Mr. H this week. He was my middle school math teacher, the first year IContinue reading “Wonderwall”
The Toxic Mom Group
By: Gabriela Yareliz In the pop culture news this week was Ashley Tisdale French’s The Cut article, Breaking Up With My Toxic Mom Group. She doesn’t name the members of the group but simply explains the dynamics of it and why it was time to make her exit. She must have known people would digContinue reading “The Toxic Mom Group”
Closing Out 2025
By: Gabriela Yareliz It’s cold and gray out here in NYC. Feels like 12F outside. It’s sick, but this is the price we pay for all seasons. Some slushy mountains of snow remain. The truth is, there are days when I can close my eyes and see the sunset at Cedar Key, salty air hittingContinue reading “Closing Out 2025”
The Church Cookbook
By; Gabriela Yareliz My new hobby is reading cookbooks. I saw this particularly old one, and it reminded me of the community and church cookbooks of the 70s, 80s and 90s. You know what I am talking about— the spiral bound ones that look like they were typed up on a typewriter. The books compiledContinue reading “The Church Cookbook”
Nostalgia Menu
By: Gabriela Yareliz I was listening to Andy Frisella remember the 7/11 Big Grab Dorito bags. (Apparently, the 7/11 social media is fire, and it’s a bunch of cars). The store carries Frisella’s 1st Phorm Energy. While they carry new products, they are a treasure chest for nostalgic snacks. Taco Bell’s Y2K Decades Menu hasContinue reading “Nostalgia Menu”
Interference
“I had 35 analog years to develop my taste without interference. I carried quarters for payphones. I wrote directions on napkins. I discovered music through borrowed CDs and late-night television, not through playlists that knew what I wanted before I did. I fell in love with movies before they became content, with art before itContinue reading “Interference”
Goodbye, Tired Braid
By: Gabriela Yareliz I had my oiled dirty hair in a tired braid. I decided I had had enough and wanted to get my hair done before the official end of summer schedule at work. I wandered into this beautiful Chelsea salon, and a petite Asian lady greeted me. The place was empty. I askedContinue reading “Goodbye, Tired Braid”
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