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With a new moon comes new beginnings, or so they say. Honestly, when I hear those two words together, all I can think about is Edward Cullen in Twilight New Moon, so I’m not sure…
Plus, I think we always have the chance for a new beginning.
What does…
I walked into Tessa's house... I'm sorry, mansion, in sweatpants and a bleach-stained Kid Rock tee; the grease clinging to every strand of my honey-brown hair didn't matter because I'd be wearing a wig. I wondered how many of the girls were doing the same - I mean only half of them are naturally blonde,…
I met Zach Jukel, or Jukes, my freshman year at ASU. I was initially struck by his confidence, and then by his continued achievements; I remember one night at Buca Di Beppo, he ate nearly his entire plate of pasta, which, if you haven’t been, is a big accomplishment, seeing as a single portion could…
"My name's Stella," I told him, trying my best to answer as if I were talking to a substitute teacher - not rude... just, blase. I assumed girls pursued him regularly wherever he went because that's what happens to anyone that's made a name for themselves, isn't it?
We build a fascination with this beautiful…
Isaac Chavez – In my first day of class at Prescott Family Karate, I was 12, Dustin 11… our Sensei, Rafael, decided it would be a good day to practice a live self defense exercise; the goal being to immobilize the coming attacker. He asked us to match up with someone comparable in size; I…
4th of July… Independence Day – I’ve thought about what to write in honor of this national holiday and my options have gone back and forth between the recounting some of my favorite memories and taking a step back to really understand what I’m celebrating as an American on the 4th of July... and why…
What a challenge it must’ve been, becoming a dad to someone who didn’t remember having one.
You embraced my feminine nature, teaching me softball as we played out in the beating sun.
You built me a fort, which was really more of a house, complete with monkey bars and a swing.
You showed me a…
My name is Desiree Herrera and I am 57 years old. I was born in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, raised in Pewaukee, Wisconsin, and now live in La Jolla, California. Most importantly, though, I am Godmother to Devon.
As I recall my childhood, I would categorize it as pretty normal outside of my parents’ divorce when we…
The dark smoke engulfed my lungs and forced a film over my strong blue eyes which sat behind a pair of classic silver aviators. The thick green jacket felt tighter than usual around my muscular arms which pleased me, almost enough to distract me from the piercing shots, making every effort to remind us all…
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MOM
Who knew a blank white page could be so daunting?
Where do I begin? How do I write something that will adequately explain the impact my mom has on me?
I suppose I’ll start by mentioning something I’ve written in every Mother’s Day card for the last seven years……
Sadie didn’t want to go back to the shitty dorms. With her dad in this condition, she didn’t want to go anywhere, but her mom insisted.
“Guys, listen to the doctor. Go to the house and settle in. I’ll call you if anything changes,” Jamie demanded, in the most firm tone she could muster.
The…
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Gymnastics
The year was 2017. I entered the same brick gymnastics studio in Aurora, Illinois I’d been going to since the ripe age of two… if you do anything for ten years, you’re bound to be good at it, if not great. Isn’t that what Malcolm Gladwell says? 10,000 hours……

