Surrender my One-Woman House

I was living in Oaxaca, Mexico for three years prior to being in a doctoral program in Amherst, Massachusetts. In these cold months, when the white snow and gray sky do not have a vibrant color in them, I must remind myself of the warm southern sun, spicy foods, deep blue sea, and animal life that would go to pass a day with me in my former country.

I get lost in the nostalgia of details.

I decided to keep this blog as a way of remembering, years from now, what this transition from Mexico to the United States was like for me. Some days this space may be posts of recipes and some photos of foods I like, learned or are learning to cook. Other times it may be a rant about how frustratingly time consuming it is to try to earn a doctorate. Other writings may be my thoughts of places I travel, people I know, things I love or find confusion in.

I hope that when I have earned my doctorate, I can look back at this blog and remember the moments and feelings I had endured during my time here.

The title for this blog, Surrender my One-Woman House, comes from a line in a Sandra Cisneros poem. I decided to use this title as an invitation to friends and readers to become part of my own personal space of thoughts and feelings and to hopefully start a dialogue between where I am and where ever many others are.

Thanks for reading.