In Loving Memory of Steven Enriquez

Four years ago, you absconded from our lives. I remember where I was when I received the news. I was in Williamsburg, VA, right off of campus of our alma mater. I received a phone call I wasn’t expecting. I shut the door to my room and stood in disbelief. It wasn’t until a little later that…

Ending Homelessness in America

    If you live in a big city like me, I’m sure you’ve noticed a considerable homeless population. And even if you don’t live in a big city, homelessness exists, whether you see it or not. I used to live in a small city that is rich in American history and each year there is a high…

Mindful: Exploring Mental Health Through Art

Imagine the hustle and bustle. Various open air and indoor markets; lazy afternoons spent devouring all types of food (from Mexican, to Italian, to Peruvian, Pittsburgh Popcorn, to delicious brunch spreads, and everything in between); and a handful of vendors selling Steelers, Pirates and Penguins gear. I can honestly say I miss the Strip District, a historic market district…

Cheerful Snail Mail

With today’s technology, we may not experience receiving handwritten letters and packages as often as in the past. These days, it’s quicker (and cheaper) to send a text message or email. But when I came across MentalHappy online, I knew that I wanted to send Cheerboxes to two friends who each deserved a pick-me-up. MentalHappy’s Cheerboxes are…

A Lesson on Human Dignity

I rarely give money to individuals on the street. I know, that makes me sound like a terrible person. I just never feel comfortable doing so. How much of an impact can I even have? My actions won’t solve hunger and homelessness. We live in a society where the system makes it really difficult to get out of the cycle…

Mass Shootings Cannot Define America

From personal experience living and traveling abroad, I must admit that I have been very weary when it comes to sharing my nationality with those I meet. Trust me, I am not ashamed of being born and raised in the United States. I am privileged and I acknowledge this. However, something struck me while I was in…