Children can be cruel. They were to Isabelita. Isabelita was the tallest in my grade school class. And I was the second tallest girl. So, whenever we lined up for the national anthem or for a group activity, she was always behind

“When did you know?” Shiela asked Jennie. We were in a hotel lobby for my birthday, a rare celebration with champagne when we were all non-alcoholics. But it was fun to have a pretentious afternoon with my golden girls. It was also

Every good story starts with a boy. And this is mine. I recently turned a year older, firmly in my mid-fifties, and began questioning every decision I made in life. It’s something that probably hits everyone on a birthday. The questioning, the