Kimberly Rojas Behan
Writer. Librarian. Mom. Colombiana. Latinx. Reader. Meditator.
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Wandering Wednesdays: ADHD Experiences (opens the original)
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My best friend sent me this image today in text and wow did I feel seen. Not all of these apply to me but a majority do. How about you? Comment<source t
Morbid Monday: Mother Tongue (opens the original)
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A part of me has always been dead; the part that could communicate in my mother tongue of Español. For those 9 months that I grew in my Mamita’s belly and those first two months of my life before I was adopted, all I heard was Spanish.Then I came to America and that was all lost on me.But this phantom twin of me who should be speaking/writing/thinking in Spanish at one point existed and then died.Now, you might be thinking, so just learn it now? Or why haven’t I learned it before? My very basic
Fierce Fridays: National Daughter’s Day (opens the original)
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Being a mom is a way for me to feel continually connected to my late mom. I’m so lucky to be a mother to a daughter.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="1941" src="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!nv2S!,w_1456,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progres
Wandering Wednesdays: School is back and so are my school memories (opens the original)
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For the first time, both my kids are in school full time. This isn’t my first rodeo but this year both of my kids are shining lights on the some interesting genetic inheritance while also kicking up some of memories of my own early school trauma.<img alt="" cl
Mortality Mondays: August brought out Sunday Scaries in a new way (opens the original)
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I live for summer through and through. It’s my jam. My happy time. I love summer. Tomorrow autumn officially begins for my part of the country and I am already counting down until summer is here again.This past August was hard for me because my anxiety hit a new record high for me. I thought I was dying on various different days during my lunch break for no real reason. Paralyzing fear because, despite the world being the way it is, I love my life and being alive. Then I read a fun little sympto
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