What is Love?

In response to the Daily Prompt: I Want to Know What Love Is

We each have many types of love relationships — parents, children, spouses, friends. And they’re not always with people; you may love an animal, or a place. Is there a single idea or definition that runs through all the varieties of “love”?


Love is unexplainable no matter if it’s a person, place, or animal.

It changes someone for better no matter the circumstances.

It brings joy, tears, and memories.

Most importantly, love is unforgettable.

Don’t Ask

In response to the Daily Prompt: Plead the Fifth

What question do you hate to be asked? Why?


When are you having the boy?

I have two daughters and they are a handful. My husband and I decided that we wouldn’t have anymore children. But no matter what whenever we see our family they always ask. They should know by now that our answer remains the same but they never miss the chance to ask.

Are they yours? But you are so young.

For some reason people think my daughters are not mine. A reason I’ve heard the most is because I don’t look my age. Most people think I’m 21-23 years old which is very flattering, but if my daughters are next to me saying, Mommy, mommy! Doesn’t that give away that I’m their mom? After I say ,”I’m 27.” The mood suddenly changes but people are always surprised to hear my real age.

Every time I hear these questions I can’t help but force a smile 🙂

My Half

In response to the Daily Prompt: Do or Die

You have three hundred words to justify the existence of your favorite person, place, or thing. Failure to convince will result in it vanishing without a trace. Go!

Before I met my husband I was very shy, scared of the world, and very closed minded. My parents never taught me to stand up for myself and have confidence. “What are others going to say,” was my dad’s saying all the time. I hardly ever said a word to them because I thought I might say something wrong.
When I met my husband, I immediately felt his spirit full of joy. He wasn’t scared to speak up and it made me want to know what it was like to live free, no restrictions in words, no care for what others said, and to be able to laugh loud. I knew it was wrong to do any of those things so I was scared to “break the rules.”
My husband didn’t know about these rules that made me behave too serious at times until one day he went over to my house and we were having a conversation. He started laughing out loud and I immediately told him to be quiet because my dad didn’t approve of us laughing loud. He looked at me like I was crazy and he couldn’t believe that I wasn’t allowed to laugh.
He didn’t like the idea of me being afraid all the time so he made sure I enjoyed every moment I could away from home. He slowly made me feel confident and I was able to stand up to my dad later on. My dad realized the harm he had caused and he became easy going. The words I always kept inside were finally out and I felt free. I don’t know how long I would’ve continued living in fear if it wasn’t for my husband. I am so grateful I found my better half to guide me to my freedom.

My Playlist

In response to the Daily Prompt: Playlist of the Week

Tell us how your week went by putting together a playlist of  five songs that represent it.

  • Monday- “I ran” by the Flock of Seagulls. It was a very busy day for me that I actually did feel like I was running all over the place. It was from home, to my daughter’s school, to dropping off my car at the shop, to my little one’s doctor’s appointment.
  • Tuesday- “Drive” by Incubus. It was a very laid back day compare to Monday so I didn’t do much. It didn’t really matter where the day took me.
  • Wednesday- “Don’t worry ’bout a thing” by Bob Marley. My mom had to go to the doctor and I was worried about the results for her broken wrist. It turns out it has healed but she just needs to start moving it to gain strength again.
  • Thursday- “I Wanna Be Sedated” by The Ramones. The whole day I had a really bad headache I just wanted to lay down and sleep all day.
  • Friday- “Happy Together” by The Turtles. Once Friday is here I am very excited because it’s the end of the week and my family will be home together.

Hope everyone’s week went well and enjoy your weekend 🙂

Two Right Feet

In response to the Daily Prompt: Two Right Feet

I wake up at 7:30 a.m. I check my emails and my blog on my phone. I head to the bathroom. I put on my “workout” clothes. I gather my daughters bottles and head downstairs to wash them. After washing them, I eat breakfast so I can workout after.

If all these things are not done daily my day will be cut short. If I wake up a bit late then I will have to rush because my daughters will be up at 9:30 a.m. All my attention will have to go to them and I would be heading downstairs until 11 a.m. I hate rushing so I’d rather wake up early. 🙂

Last Photo

In response to the Daily Prompt: A Moment in Time

What was the last picture you took? Tell us the story behind it. (No story behind the photo? Make one up, or choose the last picture you took that had one.)

Lately I’ve been catching some beautiful sunsets here in Los Angeles. I don’t think I’ve ever paid much attention to the sky before but since joining a few photo challenges in WordPress I’ve taken much consideration in snapping photos of nature. I’m an amateur when it comes to photography but that doesn’t stop me from capturing some amazing sights. Most photos are taken with my Android phone because I find is an easier access when I’m out and about but I still use my Nikon when I’m not happy with the outcome of my photos from my phone.

Here is the last picture I took with my phone on Sunday. I love how no sunset is ever the same but it’s a beautiful sight every time.

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The Project

In response to the Daily Prompt: Re-springing Your step

Tell us about the last experience you had that left you feeling fresh, energized, and rejuvenated. What was it that had such a positive effect on you?

It was actually a week ago that I experienced this moment after such a long time. A friend of mine has been working on a project with a coworker, who recently got her PhD in Sociology,  to interview couples about dating, marriage, and family. Their goal is to get different perspectives on life after marriage and on life after children. Once all these ideas are put together they will write a book about it.

Well, my friend emailed me about the project and asked me if I would like to be part of it. I thought, why not. He filled me in about the questions I would be asked but more importantly he told me it would be a great experience. I wasn’t sure what he meant by that but I was very excited to be part of the project.

Saturday came and we met at 1 pm at my home since it had to be a private interview. My husband and I had to be interviewed in separate rooms so we wouldn’t hear each others answers. The interviewee pulled out a questionnaire that seemed endless but she explained that if I ever felt uncomfortable about any questions I had to let her know.

The first questions were very simple and easy to answer. They were mostly about where I grew up, my family, and what type of job I had. As the interview moved forward the questions were starting to get a bit more personal. I was asked how I met my husband, how I knew he was the one, and why I decided to marry him. That was only the beginning. Later on, I was asked when did I know it was the right time to start a family and if I could go back would I choose differently.

I normally don’t open up to people right away, especially if I’ve never met them before, but I trust my friend and I knew this was part of the process.

Finally, what seemed hours which really were only 3, I was asked what  kind of future do I see for my daughters and what I plan on teaching them as they get older. These questions actually got me thinking a lot and I couldn’t answer them clearly because I had never thought about my daughters futures. Then the question that followed pretty much summed up how blind I have been about my purpose as a mom. “Do you think you are a good mom? If so, what makes you a good mom?” Blank. I eventually answered but I know that I’m still working on the mom part because it’s only the beginning.

After the interview was over and my husband and I said our goodbyes to the interviewee, we looked at each other and smiled. We immediately felt different. I felt energized with joy because it was such a great experience sharing our life with someone else. Reminiscing on our life on how it used to be to how it is and what I would want it to be made me feel very positive on the outlook of how things have worked out. It was very eye opening and it knocked some sense into me.

It was a good experience, as my friend had stated, and my husband agreed. We spent all afternoon talking about future plans and how far along we’ve come and grown.

I’m glad I agreed to be part of the project.

Love

In response to the Daily Prompt: Image Search

Pick a random word and do Google image search on it. Check out the eleventh picture it brings up. Write about whatever that image brings to mind.

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I decided to Google search the word love. Why? There are many things I love in my life and seeing the image that showed up on Google it reminded me of when my husband and I were dating. It was always fun and thinking back on those moments brings back such good memories. Now that we are older, obviously things have changed, our relationship has been lacking a sense of fun and love. It’s hard to maintain such a close relationship with two little ones in our lives since they take up all of our time and keep us busy. But it is also hard because he is always away from home. He works two night jobs and comes home every morning at 9am. We talk for a bit but then he’s off to sleep all day since he needs to rest. We both know that this will only be temporary (until our daughters are older) but I know we both miss each other like crazy, even if we are in the same room. Sacrifices have to be made and the love we have for each other has been transmitted into making our daughters as happy as possible.

There is no greater love than seeing your family happy, healthy, and full of life.

My Time

In response to the Daily Prompt: Oasis

A sanctuary is a place you can escape to, to catch your breath and remember who you are. Write about the place you go to when everything is a bit too much.

It is once in awhile I find myself needing a break to take a moment for myself. If I could leave my home and take a walk I would but I feel that just being alone in a room helps. It can be any room in my home where I can just be alone and think. Sometimes I’ll even start writing what I feel or talk out loud to myself, as long as I let out whatever is on my mind. If I need to step outside to catch a breath of fresh air I simply go outside and sit on a wooden bench my dad built. It has been a very nice spot to sit and relax with no one around. This to me is my oasis in times of need.

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First of many

In response to the Daily Prompt: First

When my daughter turned 3 years old I already had in mind that I would enroll her into preschool. She actually insisted on going to school because she had seen her 6 year old cousin go to school every day and we would sometimes pick her up after school.  My daughter would constantly ask me if she could go to school with her.  So as soon as enrollment became available at the school near our home I enrolled my daughter.  She was very excited and so was I. I was surprised how ready she was to start school and I felt proud because I felt I had prepared her for what was to come.

The first day of school came to drop her off and I kept thinking I probably had made the mistake to put her in school at such an early age. I was nervous. I couldn’t wait to meet the teacher because that would make me feel more at ease to meet who I would leave my daughter with. As soon as the classroom door opened and the teacher stepped out to say a few words, I could tell she was a great teacher. My daughter seemed to be comfortable with her too because she wasn’t shy at all.

I signed my daughter in and walked her inside. She sat on the floor with all her fellow classmates and the teacher started singing to them. I was full of joy seeing how happy my daughter was I felt like crying. I couldn’t believe my daughter had started a new chapter in her life. I was scared to leave because I thought she might cry and run out even though I had already explained to her at home that I would drop her off for a few hours and pick her up later on.

I kissed her goodbye and told her I’d be back for her in a few hours and to my surprise she said, “Bye mommy, I’ll see you later. Go home with my sister.” I walked out of the class and rushed to my car with a smile because I knew she was fine. I got into my car, turned on the ignition, and broke down into tears. My heart felt like it broke into a million pieces because I had left part of it back in that classroom. I wanted to run back and bring my daughter back home but knowing that she was happy in there made me feel better. I didn’t think I would be the one crying but it happened.

I will never forget her first day of preschool.