My Husband Has No Olfactory Sensibility

Posted by Adriana on January 17, 2017 in Nonfiction, Personal Essays, Personal Notes, Writing |

Is there such a thing as the right day of the year to have all your rugs washed? Yes, there is. It’s when someone opens the backyard door for the dog to go out to do its first business of the day, and allows it back inside after being sprayed by a skunk. I must […]

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I’m Not a Pet Person. Why Do I Have a Dog?

Posted by Adriana on October 13, 2016 in Personal Essays, Personal Notes, Uncategorized, Writing |

Why do I have a dog? I’ve been asking myself more often than I used to; a few times a day actually. That isn’t good. It’s like asking yourself: Why am I married? Or, why is there so much hair in my shower drain? You know, those kinds of questions that make you feel uncomfortable. […]

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Unexpected Challenges I Faced When Raising My Bilingual Kids

Posted by Adriana on September 16, 2016 in Parenting, Personal Essays, Personal Notes, Writing |

Unexpected Challenges I Faced When Raising My Bilingual Kids by Adriana T. Gomes As a writer I treasure the gift of communication. Maybe that was my problem when I had my first baby. I insisted on teaching her Portuguese and English simultaneously. It’s not easy. No wonder so many children of immigrants speak only English. The […]

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Growing Up Expatriate

Posted by Adriana on September 12, 2016 in Parenting, Personal Essays, Writing |

Growing Up Expatriate by Adriana T. Gomes The laptop was open on top of the counter between the living room and the kitchen. Staring at us were more faces than could possibly fit on the screen. The in-laws—mother, father, brother and sister—aunts, uncles and cousins, first, second and thrice removed—a big, fat Greek family has […]

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Carpool Dream of Perfection

Posted by Adriana on September 1, 2016 in Parenting, Personal Essays, Writing |

Always running From errand to errand, From work to carpool and back. Sometimes I inadvertently nap.   “I Am the Proud Parent of an Honor Roll Student.” Good for you, I say. You clearly have it together. Your Tesla tells me you’re eco-conscious and the red candy color makes a statement. You’re edgy, and exuberant. […]

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My Personal Nightmare in Dallas

Posted by Adriana on August 26, 2016 in Personal Essays |

I was in Dallas for a sports event, and ended up having to re-think my opinion—or lack thereof—regarding gun-control. After a long day watching my thirteen-year-old daughter compete in the 2016 Summer Fencing US National Championships in Dallas on July 7th, I was ready for an evening of friendly chitchat with the other parents from […]

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More Time

Posted by Adriana on October 15, 2015 in Personal Essays, Personal Notes, Writing |

Not time, more of it. It’s been scarce since I became a mother. Worst, it is scornful now. If I’m enjoying myself, it runs away. If I’m dreading the moment, it stays longer, it gives itself “more” to me. It allows me to bask in sorrow. Not consciously, I stumbled on the solution, skepticism. A […]

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