My friend Wendy and I were off to Target last night to find her son cleats for baseball. While we’re wandering through the sporting goods aisle at Target, she casually mentions that she needs one golf ball for a school project. We joke, “One golf ball. You know, like that elusive item on the school supply that’s only available at that one store in the middle of Hialeah”. We laughed and continued talking about other things. We exit the store, get in the car, and venture to Walmart, about a mile away to continue looking for the cleats. As we’re approaching the entrance to the shopping center, we see some debris on the road. We notice that there are small round things scattered throughout the road, and say, “are those golf balls?!” We pull into the parking lot of the shopping center, head over to the sidewalk adjacent to the road, and walk to the curb. Sure enough, there they were: about a dozen golf balls scattered across the lanes of the street.
From time to time you just need to ask the Universe for what you need. It will give it to you, sometimes in the most unexpected way.
She’s still looking for the cleats though.
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If you have been reading this blog or following us on social media for any amount of time, you know that our family has la pata caliente, as my grandparents used to say. Whether it’s a trip North to Disney or South to the Florida Keys, a birthday party, visiting family, or attending an event, we are always on the road. Case in point: this weekend we had a birthday party in Broward in the morning, my nail appointment near our house in the early afternoon, and Eric and I were invited to an event near downtown Miami in the evening. We probably put 200 miles on the car on Saturday alone. All that traveling around South Florida would be so much more tedious if we didn’t have our reliable car to get us there.
I’m super excited to share that not only will I be participating in the inaugural Star Wars Half Marathon at Walt Disney World, but Matty and I will both be participating in the 5K event together. I was tempted to take on the Dark Side Challenge with Rachel, but the budget wouldn’t allow it…maybe next time! This will be my 11th Half Marathon, and makes three half marathons I’ll be doing in the first quarter of 2016 (The other two: Key West Half on January 17th and Miami Half on January 24th).
When I was a contributor on my uncle’s blog, I wrote a piece about my memories of September 11, 2001. On that 5th anniversary of those dreadful events, nine years ago, the wound was still raw. It’s been nine years since then, 14 since the Manhattan skyline changed forever. The wound seems like it’s healed. Sometimes, just for a moment, things seem normal. But they are not. Sometimes I wonder, what if it happens again? And where? Will we be safe? Will I lose people I love next time? And I know I’m not the only one. Our nation lost its innocence that day, and we will never get that back.
Check out my excerpt, and those of my fellow Babalu Blog contributors, here.
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You might recall that late last year I mentioned that Matty took an interest in running and completed two 5Ks in November with me. This past summer, he became even more interested in running, and is serious about his training. He joined me during many of my evening runs, or “races”, as he calls them. He is overly concerned with things like wearing the right shoes, using proper form, stretching enough, and of course improving his time. Since running season is just around the corner, I thought I’d create a Runner’s Race Pack for him to start the season off right.
A little over 9 years ago, during one of our frequent trips to Disney, we met Rachel and Jim for the first time. Brandon was 3, and I was pregnant with Matty. As the years have progressed, our friendship has grown stronger. We’ve traveled the 250 miles between our homes dozens of times, and Rachel and I have participated in a handful of races together. The last nine years have been filled with lovely memories, but yesterday we drove to Orlando with heavy hearts. A little over 24 hours ago, Jim passed away.
The internet is a crazy place, who knew that a random comment about lechon asado on Noche Buena would be the catalyst to our friendship? As difficult as it is to watch my friend suffer the loss of her husband, and become a widow at 38, I am glad we are able to help her during this difficult time. And I’m not the only one. Friends have gotten together and created a GoFundMe account for them. As the days go by, and the reality sets in, Rachel will inevitably face the unknown. It will be a difficult journey without her love by her side, but we’re hoping this small gesture will help ease some of those worries. Will you help?
Did you know today is National Dog Day? Brandon sent me this picture last week, while I was in the midst of madness at work to get ready for the new school year. I had to pause and smile because it really is such a cute picture. (Also, Matty the photographer did a great job!)
That’s it: there’s just a few days of summer break left then it’s back to reality! While I do work at a preschool that is open year round, I loved my summer schedule. Since the boys didn’t have to be at school at 8am, I’d get up at 5:15am for the gym, work out, get back home, take a shower and jump back in bed for another hour or two. Then I’d leisurely have breakfast, get dressed for work, and arrive at work at 10am. In a week, that wonderful schedule will be over. With Brandon entering his second year of middle school, and having to catch the bus at 7:30am to get there, and Matty starting 3rd grade, I know the year ahead will be challenging, and I won’t have as many opportunities to just relax. So I’ll be savoring the next five morning cups of coffee, and especially those morning naps. And counting down the days until winter break!
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As the assistant director at an early learning center, I see firsthand the importance of exposure to literacy at an young age. Our school library houses over 12,000 books, and we host a family story time every month. While at our school we encourage children to hold, look at, and eventually read books, we can only do so much. Just like any good habit, a love of reading begins at home. I’ve been an avid reader since childhood, and I’m thrilled that my two boys love reading too. Studies have shown that boys are less avid readers than girls, which could lead to lower reading comprehension and test scores. As a parent I encourage my boys to read as much as they can. That may mean they read novels, comic books, or magazines, but the end result is the same: they are reading.
Some say the number 13 is unlucky. I disagree. While the last year has been filled with it’s share of sadness, it is you who has been by my side during those moments. And that is what matters. It’s easy to celebrate the easy days and the good times, it’s another to overcome the bad and get through them stronger than before. As we enter the 14th year of our life together, I look back fondly on the last 12 months and smile, because there is no one else I’d rather have by my side and face the ups and downs with, to raise our kids with, to live life with, than you.