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As you may have figured, it’s been a while since I’ve written a blog. Well, the truth is, I was abducted by aliens, a mind wipe was done, and I forgot I even had a blog. This is either an exaggeration or a metaphor. Aliens could be professors because they are out of this world,… Read more
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I am pursuing my master’s degree in humanities from California State University, Northridge. However, there is a woman in my cohort who is far more interesting than anyone else in the class; an Ifa priest named Theresa Fair. She gives unceasingly to her community and is studying humanities to better help her community. In the… Read more
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I stepped up to the plate and wrapped that Louisville Slugger in my hands like nobody’s business, then just as I was about to make that home run hit, an outfielder to left was still warming up and knocked me to the ground with a bright white baseball. Something came out of the left field… Read more
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I was talking to a beautiful sister. She reminded me of how much I missed my calling as a religious sister. It was still inside of me. About 14 years ago, I guess, I was in a small order that is dying out, I got sick after two and a half years, and had to… Read more
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We all have those moments where we feel like nobody gets us or we’re a joke that’s gone over peoples’ heads. With every career or drop out from school or painful experience I had, did no one ever think these were precious parts of my life that I would treasure? Why would you say, “This… Read more
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There is one month where midnight on the 25th of the month is something a kid waits eagerly for the entire year. However, I imagine most kids, are excited for the wrong reason, but it’s still nice to see the magic in their eyes when they see the tree on Christmas morning. Or a full… Read more
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It’s Christmas Eve and what is a believer in Santa Claus to do but search the skies. Even if you never see Santa and the reindeer, there is a comforting feeling that comes from falling asleep by a cold window with hot chocolate. You have remembered that just maybe a man driving a sleigh in… Read more
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I was a good girl, took out my favorite red pen, Holiday cards, and started my mission to write my verbose epistles. My first letter was to a dear friend with that special card mentioned in the previous post. One of the letters I wrote was to my aunt who is a math professor and… Read more
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