We are all equal and share the same blood. We should be United and embrace all kinds of people, no matter their skin color, race, gender or sexual orientation. God made us to love one another. We must stand up and stop this hatred and this uncalled for violence.
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Hi everyone. Like several other cities worldwide, hundreds of El Pasoans came together at San Jacinto Plaza and the El Paso County Courthouse on Sunday. The crowd mourned the loss of the 50 people who were shot and killed at the gay Orlando nightclub, Pulse Sunday morning. Fifty three patrons were also injured during the mass shooting. I watched the local videos online. The events were beautiful yet tear jerking. Bag pipers played “Amazing Grace” and local LGBTQ leaders spoke about the day’s tragic events and uniting as a country. June 12, 2016 goes down as the worst mass shooting on United States soil.
I had to explain to my son what was going on. Being the curious kid he is, he kept asking me questions like “Why did this happen?” “Who did they do this to and where?” I did the best I could to answer his questions. I…
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Lisa A. interviewed me on Life of an El Paso Woman. She is one of my favorite bloggers and she lives in one of my favorite cities!
A photo Rob took for Pride in his hometown, San Francisco.
Hi everyone! I hope your weekend is going well! Today’s interview is with fellow blogger and friend, Rob Goldstein from Art by Rob Goldstein. Since meeting Rob here, I’ve always been interested in his art, photography, writing and creativity. Rob’s lived an interesting life. His interview intrigued me. It also made me shed a few tears. Since June is Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender and Queer (LGBTQ) Pride Month in the U.S., I’ll be featuring interviews and guest posts by bloggers from the LGBTQ community. Rob spoke with me about his blog, art, life, etc. You can check out his blog here. Please help me welcome Rob to Life of an El Paso Woman!
ME: How long have you been blogging? I began to blog consistently in October of 2014, so a little less than two years.
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Aquí te amo.
En los oscuros pinos se desenreda el viento.
Fosforece la luna sobre las aguas errantes.
Andan días iguales persiguiéndose
Se desciñe la niebla en danzantes figuras.
Una gaviota de plata se descuelga del ocaso.
A veces una vela. Altas, altas estrellas.
O la cruz negra de un barco.
A veces amanezco, y hasta mi alma está húmeda.
Suena, resuena el mar lejano.
Este es un puerto.
Aquí te amo.
Aquí te amo y en vano te oculta el horizonte.
Te estoy amando aún entre estas frías cosas.
A veces van mis besos en esos barcos graves,
que corren por el mar hacia donde no llegan.
Ya me veo olvidado como estas viejas anclas.
Son más tristes los muelles cuando atraca la tarde.
Se fatiga mi vida inútilmente hambrienta.
Amo lo que no tengo. Estás tú tan distante.
Mi hastío forcejea con los lentos crepúsculos.
Pero la noche llega y comienza a cantarme.
La luna hace girar su rodaje de sueño.
Me miran con tus ojos las estrellas más grandes.
Y como yo te amo, los pinos en el viento,
quieren cantar tu nombre con sus hojas de alambre.
En nuestro aniversario.
Gracias por 23 años de amor