Mami says that she’s proud of me, but I don’t always believe her. It could be because I’m an Aries. (Aries are known to be tough on the outside, yet our ruler Mars makes us secretly insecure.) Or maybe it’s the limited ways in which Mami shows her support. In 2009, when I told her […]
I’m a telecommutter. I work from home. But my family doesn’t seem to get it! Mami expects me to be her caretaker. She expects me to move down South and fill the role of The Nanny, but with less leopard print. This is the master plan she’s concocted without consulting me. “I want you to […]
In the spirit of love and unity, Mami, my sister, and I decided to spend quality time and take a vacation—together. And my one-year-old niece, who is attached to her mother’s breast, literally. Three generations. Our destination: Miami, Florida. Our goal: female family bonding and, for my sister and I, a killer beach tan. Mami […]
Mami was a good girl from Los Naranjos in the Dominican Republic. She was the second of nine children, which means my abuela and abuelo were very, uh, loving. Being second in command, mami had many responsibilities growing up, including wiping baby butts, pelando platanos and washing pounds of clothes in los rios.Then, Mami met […]