Being Schooled on Old School Hip Hop by a YoungstaA few years back, I really wanted to catch the Mavs playoff game. So I strolled to a bar in Oak Cliff.May 8May 8
Belly Out, Heart Open: A Love Letter to My First TeacherImagine little me at six years old, adorable, obviously.Apr 30Apr 30
From Awkward Intros to Lasting Friendships: My Meetup JourneyI joined Meetup 18 years ago before I even jumped on Facebook.Apr 15Apr 15
How I Taught My Daughters to Celebrate Our Family Name & LegacyWhat if your kids were actually proud of their last name? Why I asked?Apr 10Apr 10
Paleteros still bring a smile to my face, even to this day.Paleteros still bring a smile to my face, even to this day.Mar 18Mar 18
Papi siempre se iba a la chingada…“Papi siempre se iba a la chingada… hasta que me dieron ganas de alcanzarlo.”Feb 18Feb 18
New Name, Same Mission: Creating Legacy!Breaking News! I’m thrilled to announce a big rebranding that centers on creating a lasting legacy for our future generations — it’s about…Feb 7Feb 7
Facing The Fire With My Younger Self“Generational trauma is like a fire in the woods, taking down everything in its path until one person in one generation has the courage to…Jan 29Jan 29
