Tag Archives: life

Who I was I’m no longer today

14 Jul

Back in the day I could never leave the house without makeup. Needed to take the trash out? Buy a loaf of bread? Go to a movie? Hang out with friends? Always, always put makeup on.

Today my morning routine is done in less than thirty minutes: teeth brushing, hair (straightened or curled), clothes on, and off I go.

Back in the day I could never fathom wearing anything other than high heels. The higher the heels the better. Long or short walk, uphill or downhill didn’t matter–always in heels. Today my choice of shoes are flip-flops and flats.

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Back in the day I always accessorized accordingly. Shoes matched my purse, colors and patterns were meticulously picked. Spent tons of money and followed whatever trends in style.

Today, a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt is my preferred attire when home. I still own clothes I wore ten years ago.

Back in the day, I couldn’t imagine letting people know I love writing, too mortified of being judged.

Today I have published five novels and have several other stories in work.

Back in the day I could get angry and combust in flame in a second, my Latin temperament part of me as my own skin.

Today, I don’t take myself seriously; in fact I’m the first to laugh at myself.

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Back in the day I was too busy creating an image I wanted people to know me for. 

Today comfort, inner peace and embracing who I am are the rules I live my life by.

Is it evolution, development or . . . growing wise?

Happy birthday, America!

4 Jul

I wish you courage to speak up.

I wish you courage to fight for your land and people.

I wish you freedom.

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Pat’s Run–We did it again!

5 May

When it comes to exercising I would love for the world to accept that eating ice cream is actually working out. Think about all the calories you burn walking into the store, opening the fridge’s door, grabbing the bucket of ice cream, carrying it to the register, putting it in the bag, taking it home and finally spooning it into your mouth. Someone please do some research, then come tell me I’m right!

But until then I have to stick with… exercising, for real. Motivation fails me more than I care to count (sucker), but I do like to trick myself into actually working out at least 4-5 times a week. To do that, I sign up for a certain sporting event every year, for which I must prepare physically.

It’s the Annual Pat’s Run, organized by the Pat Tillman Foundation and in collaboration with ASU. For those of you who don’t know who Pat Tillman was  he was an ASU Alumnus and one of the best football player in the history of the university, whose generous life impacted so many Americans and whose legacy continues to help veterans receive an education. 

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At this year’s Pat’s Run scheduled for April 25th  I was joined by my son Patrick and his girlfriend Alyssa, my niece Bat-El and her boyfriend Michael. We called ourselves the Sundevil4Ever Team. Bat-El and Michael ran pretty much the entire 4.2 miles while Pat, Alyssa and I took our time. We ran very little, but walked really fast, because we do enjoy the crowd and the atmosphere. I try to take it all in, from the Star Spangled Banner stirring our hearts, to the American flag dancing in the wind, to the military groups running and singing, to the occasional tutu and colorful costumes. There’s no way to describe how I feel every year I attend this event but I promised myself that for as long as I can walk I will participate in Pat’s Run. 

Happy to report that’s one promise kept and counting.

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Marie Tillman’s memoir THE LETTER–5 Star Review

24 May

They say behind each successful man, there’s a smart woman. I say behind each hero there’s a Marie.

The Letter by Marie Tillman is a heartfelt insight into her life after her husband’s death as well as a journey through all stages of grief she’s experienced since then. Pat Tillman’s life had been in the spotlight very little before he died as both he and Marie have shied away from the public eye, preferring the coziness of their home, the serenity of their relationship, the comfort of their love. The NFL player who gave up a successful career as a football player to enlist in the army became an icon after his death in April 2004. The circumstances surrounding his death still create a lot of controversy, including two congressional hearings and multiple investigations. Somehow Marie had to learn how to cope with the media infatuation with her husband as well as with all the attention she unwillingly received.

I applaud Marie for her ability to capture real feelings, real emotions making the book that much more intense, allowing readers a close look into a grieving heart. The book contains very little dialogue, but it’s easy to follow and finish in one sitting. Its simplicity, its reflection on life’s fragility and what matters most as well as how Marie chose to navigate through the murky waters of healing is done gracefully. From a shy lotus lily living in Pat’s shadow, Marie grew into a confident woman, working constantly to keep Pat’s legacy alive. She went through the stages of grief in her own way, at her own pace, and came out not completely healed but stronger.

The Letter is a compelling, poignant memoir, a true story of heroism and altruism behind the deadly lines of war.