November 9, 2016

Today Donald J. Trump became president of United States of America.

My Muslim-American friends and students were crushed. As were the LGBTQ community. Why was hate allowed to win?

Was this the Democratic Party's fault? Bernie Sanders would have won in my opinion. The media has to be called on the carpet too. CNN, Fox News, MSN CHANNELS, and NPR all gave Donald Trump over a year off free advertising. FREE!

If you decided to write in Harambe or Mickey Mouse, you're guilty just like the people who sat this one out. President Obama has to hand over the White House to a man who could not handle his own Twitter page.

I am hurt, confused and completely depressed. I feel like my life is unimportant to our new President. Things will change here in the United States of America. Life as we know it is over.

Triste,
Monica

Wish U Heaven

The Artist who created the song track of my teen years has passed away. Prince's music made me feel mature. I had his pictures all over my locker. I was only a junior high student when I began listening to him.

The man who won 6 Grammy Awards, an Oscar, and many other awards for his beautifully talented music was pronounced dead at 10:21 am in an elevator at his home. I hope he didn't die alone.

Prince hadn't been feeling well over the last couple of days. I hope he wasn't in pain.

I feel like I lost a friend, even though we never met...

I will be spending the weekend listening to my favorite Prince songs and the groups he influenced (Morris Day, Jesse Johnson, Shelia E, Wendy and Lisa, The Family).

RIP Prince. 

You will be missed,

Monica

July 11th

Our baby would have been 10 years old today.

I've been throwing myself into social media, LeBron James' lack of a decision, Krispy Kreme's 77th Birthday, wedding stuff none of it is working. I just want to cry. Maybe that's what I should do. Things might have turned out different if little Nick made it. I always say everything happens for a reason. I hate that saying now...

Triste,
Monica

Purple Flowers

Every year since mi abuelita died random purple flowers grow in my yard.

I miss her so much. She was the only person in my life that thought I was perfect. She was perfect in my eyes. Now she's an angel in Heaven.

Missing her,
Monica

Today.

Today has been a rough day. Actually professionally this has been a rough year. I received some extremely disappointing news and I can't shake it. I'm having a hard time moving on. Working so hard and being told you're not good enough is an awful feeling. It's time to re-evaluate what I am doing with my life and why I'm doing it.

Stunned,

Monica

Done.

I'm letting go. No more thinking about what could have been or could be. I'm so tired of being emotionally attached to you. No more tears. No more sad phone calls or text messages. Time to move on for real this time. I'm fine alone.

Tired,
Monica

It's not you, it's me...

Another one bites the dust. Another "relationship" down the tubes. I actually put myself out there again to be hurt. This is the last time. Mi vida will be so much easier now. I don't have to get my hopes up, because my hopes are now dead. I don't have to worry about plans, text messages, or phone calls. I'm going to have peace.

We didn't stand a chance from the beginning. We were connected in too many ways. His grandmother lives right across the street from me. I work with his aunt who hates him. The biggest issue, he's friends with my ex. That should have stopped me in the first place. He had reservations about getting involved with me from the start. The damn "guy code". I hate the guy code. Mi corazon es cerrado, por siempre.

Triste y sola,
Monica

Here...

Triste,
Monica