El amor nunca se desperdicia..
solo coje alas y busca otro corazon;
donde pueda hacer un nuevo hogar.
No exsiste amor desperdiciado.
© Eva Santiago
These 3 things last: Faith, Hope and Love… PURSUE LOVE!!
El amor nunca se desperdicia..
solo coje alas y busca otro corazon;
donde pueda hacer un nuevo hogar.
No exsiste amor desperdiciado.
© Eva Santiago
These 3 things last: Faith, Hope and Love… PURSUE LOVE!!
Well I can now say I am excited about the progress of my next book: SALSA! The Taste of Life. I just received my manuscript back from the editor today and she said she thoroughly enjoyed reading my work. Right now I’m working on first edits and I’m happy to inform you that the changes I have to make are minor.
You see, when I wrote and self-published my first book: AS CLEAR AS CLAIRE GETS, A CONVERSATION WITH THE PAST, I did it all on my own and I couldn’t afford to pay an editor to work on my book. So when Tate Publishing agreed to publish my second book, I cringed at the thought of working with an editor because I didn’t know if my writing would stand the careful scrutiny of a professional editor. Today I cast all that fear aside when I heard back from my editor and she informed me that she was well pleased with what I wrote. I am doing the Snoopy Dance right now!
In the upcoming months I will share with you as SALSA! begins to take a life of its own. Once the book is released I plan to have fun trivia contests here on my blog so that you’ll have a chance to win a free, signed copy of my book. SALSA! is coming out soon!

Let me turn your moody Monday into a better day 🙂 Enjoy the laughs!






FIESTA!
The flamenco dancer
her name was Penelope,
stepped up on the dance floor
and lost herself in ecstasy.
Her voluptuous body
covered in violet and magenta,
taffeta with silk organza.
Her feet in black heels.
Her hands clicking the castanets.
All the men there spinning their wheels.
Penelope’s chocolate tresses,
flowed in the wind in gentle caresses.
Penelope the flamenco warrior,
used her fan as her shield,
warding away male impetuous stares.
She arched her sensual body,
dainty hands wove intricate patterns
throwing away all of her cares.
Eva Santiago © 2012
” The costliness of keeping friends does not lie in what one does for them, but in what one,out of sheer consideration for them, refrains from doing.” – Henrik Ibsen
Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: This is the ideal life. –Mark Twain

I am starting a year-long blog challenge. The idea just came to me after I was done viewing all the photos I took on my trip. Here it is, come rain or shine, hell or high water, I will post a photo I took and I will attach a short story or poem or at least a personal comment. There won’t be any web images on this challenge; in this way, I’ll be whetting my writing appetite and having to dust off my camera and start shooting snap shots of life.
January 4, 2012

The sun has set.
As you look back on your day,
what did you get?
With whom did you bet?
When you see the sun’s last ray,
who did you cheat?
Who did you beat?
Sort it all out at dusk.
Sort it all out before you hit the hay.
Make yourself this promise:
Tomorrow will be a better day.
-EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2012
‘Twas 3 days after Christmas
when all through the land,
not a kid was in sight.
No fussing, no arguing,
there was not a single fight.
Where could they all be?
I looked out my window
the streets are deserted.
I looked here, there,
I looked everywhere
and I grew disconcerted.
There they are!
Didn’t have to look far.
They all have their eyes,
glued to their Kindles-
their hands on their iPads.
They no longer wonder.
They no longer ponder.
Little ones, of all ages and sizes
too early to be wired,
6,8,10 12 year olds,
young minds now in a quagmire.
So I looked in the past,
when kids did kid things-
they played cow boys and Indians
and the sunsets seemed to last.
They played hide and go seek
some even thought they had wings.
Some jumped rope and hopscotched 
and they made up their own nursery rhymes.
They had imagination,
because it was encouraged.
They had less information
thus, they weren’t so discouraged.
This is a plea for the parents
of this current generation
now being nurtured,
on their iPhones, iPads,
Kindles, Androids, and iPods:
Our kids need US!
Our kids don’t need anymore APPS.
There isn’t an APP to replace
a hug, a kiss and a smile.
There isn’t an APP to replace,
time well spent with your child.
-EVA SANTIAGO Copyright 2011

Day 28 Question 28: What do you remember most about your first Christmas as a mom or dad?
Answer: Looking back now that we have 4 kids and our oldest is 17, I had to really pause and think on this question. At that time I chose to be a full time stay at home mom and our finances were cut in half. When Christmas came around all I cared about was that I had a family of my own. We put up a tree and decorated our home as usual. My husband kept apologizing because he felt bad since he couldn’t buy us any presents. I really didn’t care, I had a 4 month old baby girl in my arms and that’s all that mattered.

God sends people to bless us and when He does, we can’t act foolish or proud and not receive their blessing. Did you know that when someone is trying to bless you and you refuse them; you are robbing that person of their blessing? I learned about that in those days. Sometimes you have to humble yourself and receive.
That same year we had some friends who were struggling financially too. They had a baby girl who was a few months older than mine and 2 older boys. When Martin called my husband a couple of days before Christmas and told him they had no food we moved to help. I looked in my pantry and fridge and thanked God that they were full.
My husband had a collection of vinyl records back then. It was his dream to open a store and he had amassed enough to do so. Whenever we were short on cash, he would sell his records to tie us over until his next pay check. He took some records and sold them. When he returned he was so happy because he was able to give some of his earning to our friends in need. When we showed up at their home with a check in hand, our friends were so happy. That made OUR Christmas.

On Christmas Day we went to church. Our friends Jan & Alan were asking us about our Christmas. We both joked that we were so broke, we had passed on giving ourselves any presents this year. Then My husband shared about how we had helped our other friends the day before. After church we were driving away and Jan & Alan were right behind us. They motioned us to pull over and we did. Jan told me to open my hand and when I did, she pressed a fresh new $100 bill into my gloved hand and wished us both a Merry Christmas. Before I could even say thanks, they had sped away. I cried that morning and I think I saw a couple of tears on my husband’s face too. Ok, I just had to stop and wipe my eyes just now too :,)

When you are good to others, God never overlooks it. When you give out of the little that you have, it makes God smile. God’s goodness never gets old. I would love to hear some of your stories, so please feel free to comment and share. I hope you are enjoying this season!

Please refer back to my earlier posts and read what this challenge is about so that the later posts make sense ![]()
Day 22 Question #22: If you could choose only one famous quote that you would want your children to always remember, which one would it be?
Answer: This answer comes from Shakespeare’s play Hamlet: “Above all: To thine own self be true.” That is such an important and profound quote.
We live in an age where our children are bombarded by the media to be everything else but who they really are. Children are sent to public school to learn to conform and fit the mold in order to further an elitist agenda that disregards the unique, amazing individuals that God created.
Just think for a moment, if God wanted us all to be cookie cutter forms of one another why did He create such a diverse human race? Clearly God celebrates individuality while we live in a society that tries to get everyone to fit in the box of conformity. Our young men and women watch TV shows Like CELEBRITY LOOK ALIKE
where they pick someone to get a head to toe makeover so they can look like one of the famous Hollywood celebrities. Personally, I have always liked how I look and I’m not at all interested in looking like anyone else. Let’s turn that idea around and have a celebrity do a make over show where they look like the “Average Joe” or “Ms. Plain Jane” I guess that much reality would cause their precious TV ratings to plummet.
To thine own self be true: Thank you Mr. Shakespeare for having penned your words for a generation of people who are willing to sell out just so they can fit in with the crowd.
It takes great courage to be yourself in a culture where uniqueness tends to be scorned. That’s one quote my kids have heard for quite some time and I hope they embrace it through out their lives.
