By Mariela Rosario | 03/12/2008 - 15:45
On August 3rd, 1985, my life changed forever. I was introduced to a special and beautiful person: my daughter. As the years flew by, she grew up before my eyes. Twenty-two years later, my daughter has turned into everything I could have ever hoped she would. She has worked hard her whole life, dedicating herself to achieving her dreams, while never forgetting how she was brought up. I raised her without a mother and have always been conscious of the effects that could have had on her and her relationships.
By Mariela Rosario | 03/12/2008 - 15:44
At thirty-three years old, I'm proud to say that I have surrounded myself with inspirational women. Including my sister Sofia, breast cancer survivor at age twenty-eight, my sister Sylvia at-risk student as an adolescent and now a successful community college counselor and my friend Rocio, attorney for La Raza Center. Indeed, I have been inspired by all these women because of their strength, courage and dedication. Yet, there is one woman in my life who has inspired me even more deeply, my mother Sofia. My mother is a remarkable woman, after all she gave birth to twelve children.
By Mariela Rosario | 03/12/2008 - 15:44
Joanna is one amazing friend. She works over 50 hours a week as a part-time attorney and is a wonderful mother to 2 little boys under the age of 5 (one of which happens to be developmentally challenged). Around the age of 30, she endured the loss of both of her parents and last year she went through a very painful divorce. With all these challenges, she continues to be so positive and motivated. She is brilliant, happy, and the funniest girl I've known for almost 20 years. This woman has always had the best outlook on life. She has always inspired me to be the very best I can be.
By Mariela Rosario | 03/12/2008 - 15:43
Shiny, bold and unapologetic it stared at me like a magical eye as I examined it in the mirror. It was the size and shape of a new quarter and seemed to glow like a full moon. I recoiled as I realized that my thick and unruly mane of curls now featured a very smooth and slick bald patch. My doctor called it alopecia areata, ordered a cortisone injection and sent me on my way. I was too embarrassed to admit that my hair loss was rooted in abusive relationships, self-loathing and negative habits that punctuated the beginning and end of every day.
By Mariela Rosario | 03/12/2008 - 15:42
The reason why I love her is very simple. She puts up with me. We have been together since we were 15 years old. Out of 16 years together, we have been married 13 of them. She has given me three of the most beautiful children I could ever ask for. Emmy has been with me through hard times and never questioned me why. When I was in Iraq, she ran a household filled with trials and tribulations, taking on the mom and dad role for a 7yr old, 6yr old and a 4yr old!
By Mariela Rosario | 03/12/2008 - 15:40
Well, let me see...How can I love a woman who snores like a freight train and keeps the bed shaking like railroad tracks with her restless leg syndrome? I suppose I can find comfort in the fact that I'm not
going to get run over!
By Mariela Rosario | 03/11/2008 - 17:12
We received over a thousand entries, all of them romantic and heart warming in different ways. Here are the couples and their winning essays...
The winners of a 1-carat micropave engagement ring with matching wedding band set in white gold, which retails for $3,500 are...
By Latina Staff | 03/06/2008 - 14:51
You gotta have friends
My oldest sister is shy and doesn’t have many friends, so she calls me constantly because she has no one to talk to. It’s my mother’s fault. Growing up she insisted we stick with the family. Mami only talks to my aunt on the phone and has no friends of her own either. I’m the opposite and enjoy a good social life. I love my sister but she calls me a minimum of three times a day, at the office or on my cell. I’ve tried talking to her about it but to no avail. How do I shake her off?
By admin | 02/20/2008 - 10:41
The guy in your life makes you happy. But is he really the man you were meant to be with? Here, how to tell.
You know it's lust if:
You don't mind when he's mysterious. Maybe he replies to only one out of every three text messages you send him. Or maybe he won't give detailed answers about where he went last night. But instead of being annoyed, you love the challenge.