The bigger, more frightening picture
I was awakened just before the alarm could at 7. My husband was coming out of a dream. “A column is writing in my head,” he said, rolling over to
December 11, 2021
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I was awakened just before the alarm could at 7. My husband was coming out of a dream. “A column is writing in my head,” he said, rolling over to
I felt suffocated. The air was heavy with grief, with the loss of Butch, a dear first cousin, son to Brother Number Five of my father’s. Butch was firstborn to
This time she may not make it. Although she has survived previous attacks, this time she is up against a particularly cruel and murderous one, launched on her in betrayal,
No hay mal que por bien no venga.” Roughly translated: There is nothing bad, from which good cannot result. It’s a Spanish saying I heard from my paternal grandparents, growing
I’ve been warned by those younger and more fit that it’s a hard and long way back to where we were—if we ever get there. And, having gone through what
I used to envy classmates who had provinces to go home to for summer vacations. A city girl like me stayed behind. I watched a lot of movies—our family owned
Planning life did not come until after I had upped and left my first marriage. Slowly but surely, it began to dawn on me: from hereon I would have to
It’s the way everyone my age would like to transition from here to eternity: quickly and, preferably, in their sleep. My mom herself managed it—well, close enough anyway. As far
It is said that certain marriages are made in heaven; so are storms and earthquakes, unstoppable as they are. And this one wedding, of a favorite journalist of ours, by
I’m playing psychologist, and the man on my imaginary couch is the President of the Philippines. Before agreeing, he makes a strange request, that he be inside a mosquito net
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