O Christmas Tree. . . .

Mamacita says:  I don’t like ribbons and bows and huge garlands on Christmas trees; mine are studded with ornaments, thousands of ornaments spread over seven trees – literally, thousands of ornaments. Not ordinary ornaments, either. I can look at most … Continue reading

It Takes a Village, and We Are That Village

Mamacita says:  I think sometimes that if there had been online journals, blogs, when I was raising my children, I might not have made quite as many mistakes. Often, during those years, I felt very isolated. I was sure that … Continue reading

Happy Father’s Day, Daddy. Happy Birthday, Princess. Happy Birthday, My Little Son.

Mamacita says:  Father’s Day and my daughter’s birthday and my son’s birthday are within a few days of each other.  Sometimes, they’re on the same day.  That is because calendars are alive and love to mess with us, and because … Continue reading

My Father and My Daughter: Their Day

Mamacita says:  Father’s Day and my daughter’s birthday are always within a few days of each other, and this year, they’re on the same day. That is because calendars are alive and love to mess with us, and because those … Continue reading

Remembering Dad, Before the Disease Changed Him

 Mamacita says:  This is my dad, back when he was healthy and strong. Actually, it’s just a few years before the diabetes became stronger than he was. It didn’t take long. . . . I’ve posted several times about my … Continue reading