Dame mi cafecito!!!

Today as I was heading into the office, I realized of the importance of my cafecito! Being Colombian American, and having grown up in Miami, it's no wonder that every morning, I need my shot...of coffee that is. So like never before, I started to wonder.....what is it with this delicacy that has me so addicted. "What tequila is to liquor, cafe cubano is to the world of coffee." We don't sip it or savor it...we drink it like a shot! Cafe cubano is at the very least double or maybe even triple the strength of American coffee, and for me and most other hispanics living in this area it is a daily morning ritual. We drink it at any time of day when we need a surging jolt of energy. It's kind of impressive to receive such jolts from a little thimble sized plastic cup. Thank you to el cafecito for make my day a little mas rico!

Latina Lista: Study Says Latinos Twice as Likely as Whites to Die from Melanoma

Latina Lista: Study Says Latinos Twice as Likely as Whites to Die from Melanoma

Where are you?

Where'd you go? Your heart was always with me, and now it's not. Maybe it isn't our time, maybe we should wait, but how do I tell my heart? How will I make it understand? I know I love you, and you say you love me............what now? After everything, what now?

We're all grown up....and me?

Some of us live in a place where we do what is expected, and perhaps we believe that what is expected is what we want. We meet great people, and interact with them, and live the life....live the life. Then one day we look around, and it's gone...no, no one left, you left, I left, I wanted to leave, I couldn't breathe. Then again, I look around, and everyone else stayed the same, I changed, no one else changed but me. Everyone followed the plan... I didn't.

I hurt people during this change, and I am truly sorry, I have to live with myself for this, and believe me I hurt...I still hurt, but I lived the moment, and they were happy moments. They were extreme moments that I would not have lived had I not taken the chance. But today I wonder.....I will always wonder, but I will not regret. I can't regret, they were good moments.

Today again, I wonder, is everyone right? Am I wrong? We're all grown up....I'm grown up, but not like all of you...I'm alone, none of you are alone....I wonder....and me? When will it be me?