Politic, Religion, & Divorce
Have you noticed that POLITICS, RELIGION, and DIVORCE have one thing in common?
Is there a common denominator in this equation? Of course, it is. Always, someone gets hurt in this case. Clearly, there is. In this instance, it is the least advantaged.
Just Saying.
Mory Carballo
Writer
Author
Memoir
Born Again in America
After gaining weight…
Gaining weight is a topic many women aren't eager to discuss, but I've found a really positive way to view it—as part of life's journey. Let me share my personal story. Before and after I had my daughter, I felt comfortable with my weight. I was around 125, sometimes 130 pounds. For someone who is 4.9’ tall, that’s not bad at all, especially after pregnancy.
I was happy and comfortable in my clothes and with my life. However, last year, I went through a tough period that caused me to gain weight. It wasn’t due to my body malfunctioning; it was because I lost control of my eating habits. I drank a lot, and stress led to some eating issues. I remember trying on some clothes I loved—many of size 2 and 4—and none of them fit anymore.
I felt overwhelmed and even broke down crying sometimes. I weighed 165 pounds.
What I’ve learned is that after gaining weight, your clothes might feel a bit different, especially if you go through big life changes.
It’s kind of like in life—sometimes, certain people and places no longer fit into your new chapter. You can decide whether to go back to your comfortable size or embrace your new one.
Ultimately, it’s all about your personal journey, and you deserve to be kind to yourself every step of the way.
Happy reading & Writing
Mory Carballo
Between Us
I want to tell you a secret. I want to be someone different from me. Someone calmer, smarter, prettier, taller, less loud, more spiritual, less opinionated.
…In my mind, I was a mess, a real mess.
Then I began to observe those I wanted to be like. Little did I know they were just like me in some ways.
Why did I want to be someone else?
Nowadays, I walk with confidence. Some days you will look at me and say, "She looks like a millionaire." She looks like she has it together. The whole time. Other days you might think, "Is she a homeless person?" Is she okay in her mind?
Both days are me; that is who I am. That is always me.
I decide once and for all: every time I look in the mirror, this is who I am.
No one else is just me and the mirror.
It was the Mirror.
Work in progress... (self-help book)
Mory Carballo
Author of the memoir
Born Again in America
A nation where dreams still come true.
Available as an ebook on Amazon
also a
journal available at Amazon as well
A place where you can try your dreams.
Journal your thoughts.
American Dream.
I understand why some Americans feel upset and frustrated whenever an immigrant talks about the American Dream. It took me a while to see things from their perspective and truly grasp their feelings. After reading some books and reflecting on my own journey as an immigrant from Cuba 17 years ago,
I’ve been on this path as an independent author, and along the way I’ve had the chance to meet other authors and some native Americans. Some of them admire not just my journey but also my ideals and sometimes my naive hope in the dream and concept of America. One thing many Americans may not realize is that we did not leave everything behind just to take something from others. Most of us leave because we’ve been mistreated or misunderstood in our homelands. We believe that America is still a place where people like us can at least try to pursue our dreams.
Author
Mory Carballo
Born Again in America ( memoir)
Journal
A place where you can try your dreams.
Liberation
I feel a responsibility in my heart to liberate myself, and in doing so, I feel I have liberated others from the same prison. For many years, a woman, especially one from Latin America, a European background, or a Hispanic background, has been seen as more submissive, as a woman who has been abused and taken advantage of by men, generation after generation. In some cases, these things are true, and in other cases, for some reason, they are hard to understand. However, today, with advanced technology and a more educated society, women have come to understand one thing. Women have finally realized that they don’t fear men or what men are capable of doing, such as hitting, screaming, and other forms of psychological or physical abuse. Women have understood that their biggest fear is how capable and destructive women can become if they use their maximum capacity—spiritual, psychological, physical, and more. I stronlgy belive woman can become more destructive then man.
I am currently writing a book titled ( It Was the Mirror ). Is a self-help book dedicated only to woman, man can read the book, but the main focus is women.
This book begins with me. I chose to help women face the inner battle we glimpse in the mirror—anger, self-doubt, insecurity, self-pity. I discovered I wasn’t alone.
My goal is not to tell people what to do; hopefully, to mirror my best reflection to them. With all my imperfections and my own downfalls, I am always trying to become better.
Feel free to send me a letter about your own personal struggle that I can use in my Book
anonymously.
This book begins with me. I chose to help women face the inner battle we glimpse in the mirror—anger, self-doubt, and insecurity. I discovered I wasn’t alone. Families suffer when we mishandle anger, setbacks, and pity, and project them onto those closest to us. We often treat others better than we treat our loved ones.
I am working on having a Po Box soon; you don’t have to email; you can send me a letter for now until I get the Po Box.
Thanks. Happy reading and writing.
Where are you from?
Where are you from? After 17 years living in the United States of America, I still find myself sometimes very confused when someone asks me that question. I was born and raised in Cuba, and I cannot change where I was born, my height, my skin color, or the way I speak with this accent. When someone asks me where I am from, I instantly answer, “I am from Cuba,” with pride, sadness, and a little bit of nostalgia. No matter how American I want to feel, or how much I want to be a Floridian, I owe to my ancestors the place where I come from. I carry in my blood some tobacco, rum music, shades of black, white, and brown, flashes of red and purple, and sometimes a bright pink — the colors of an island so vibrant that it remains my responsibility to preserve. Not just for people like me, but for them. Not just for the millions who have left to find a better life, but for all of us who feel for them. We must preserve the island in memory of those who never left, like my father and the millions of Cubans who still keep believing in a better Cuba.
I invite you to read the memoir Born Again in America by Mory Carballo
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https://www.amazon.com/Born-Again-America-Nation-Dreams-ebook/dp/B0B5FT294Y
Make reading good Books Great Again.
Meditations by Marcus Aurelius. Book One — I fell in love with this line, its quiet wisdom resonating deep within me.
“From Diognetus not to busy myself about trilling things and not to give credit of what was said by miracles workers and juggles about incantation and the driving away of demons and such things. “
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Not everyone wishes to leave their country and come to America.
Now more than ever I feel so proud of my father for never leaving Cuba. I never fully understood his choice until now. The life of an immigrant is not for everyone, and America was never the right place for him. My father admired America from afar; he wanted to know its neighbors and visit them occasionally, but he would never abandon his birthplace. My favorite line in the memoir I wrote captures this feeling: “This is the land of my birth; I won’t leave, if someone else has to leave is Castro and his followers.” I recommend this memoir to anyone who wants to understand that not everyone wishes to leave their country and come to America.
I recommended The memoir Born Again in America A nation where dreams still come true.
By Mory Carballo.
Understanding religion has always fascinated me.
Understanding religion has always fascinated me. I've been reflecting deeply on this. After watching a movie called Gifted .. my life improved, and when I feel confused I return to my favorite line that even wrote on my journal.
….Is there a God ?
Nobody Knows .
Roberta Knows
Nop, Roberta has FAITH .
Is a great thing to have. Is more about what you think and feel. No what you know .
What about Jesus. Love that guy. Do what he says.
Is Jesus God.
I don’t Know I have an opinion.
But is my opinion …What would screw up yours.
I recommend this Movie.
Frank Adler (Chris Evans) is a single man raising a child prodigy - his spirited young niece Mary (Mckenna Grace) - in a coastal town in Florida. Frank's plans for a normal school life for Mary are foiled when the 7-year-old's mathematical abilities come to the attention of Frank's formidable mother, Evelyn (Lindsay Duncan), whose plans for her granddaughter threaten to separate Frank and Mary.
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Book to read
If you are an immigrant living in the United States and you find yourself missing the place you once called home, I recommend reading The American Dream by Jim Cullen. I want to share one of my favorite lines with you: "What do you think — we come here in the first place because everything was wonderful at home?"
Happy reading.
Everyone should experience a panic attack at least once in their lives.
In my opinion, everyone should experience a panic attack at least once in their lives.
Let me share a true story with you.
It was May 2025, more specifically, a Saturday night before Mother’s Day.
It was two or three in the morning. I was sitting on my bed, breathing and praying to God not to take me. I thought I would die. My heart was beating fast; I was having palpitations, and I felt like my heart was in pain. I prayed to God, please don't take me; I have to take care of my daughter.
Now that time has passed, I have learned something: sometimes we think we want to die. No, we don’t.
We do not appreciate life. However, when we encounter something like this, or even more devastating, we begin to appreciate life and be gentle with it and with ourselves.
Our heart is very fragile. Even though you can’t see it or touch it, it is fed by our emotions. Nowadays, I am gentler with my heart; I won’t let anyone, or even myself, mistreat it.
It is only one heart.
It is only one life.
Mory Carballo
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Does first impression matter?
Does first impression matter?
In today's world, with advanced technology and easy access to luxury and AI, we might assume that first impressions matter more than ever. However, whether they truly matter is often relative and depends on the situation.
I grew up in a culture where dressing up to visit the doctor, attend a funeral, or meet a lawyer—or anyone with an academic diploma—was considered important, both for them and for us. The goal was not necessarily to impress, but to show respect, as this was a part of our cultural values.
But how far should we take this first impression? Sometimes, it truly reflects who you are; other times, it may be just a "fake appearance" to achieve a certain outcome. I still believe first impressions are important, but it is even more crucial to know who you are and to understand your own limits.
Mory Carballo
A Poem to My Heart.
To my heart.
I'm sorry for my coldness.
I regret the pain I caused you.
I am sorry for not listening to you.
I regret the nights I left you to cry alone.
I apologize for the lonely nights.
I'm sorry for trying to numb your pain.
I regret the times I ignored your needs.
I promise to listen and honor your needs.
I promise to sing more often.
I will fight harder for your happiness.
I promise to turn your pain into hope.
I will care for you- with kindness.
And from today until my last breath,
I promise to be gentle with you.
I am sorry to my heart.
Love
Mory Carballo
This poem is dedicated to my heart. I was not educated enough or smart enough to understand that the body speaks to us. We often ignore our bodies. In our hardest season, our bodies will tell us when to stop and when to continue. Even when we hardly listen, our hearts sometimes tell us more than we can hear.
friendship after your 40th.
Someone asked me not long ago…
Are you friends with Margaret?
I paused for a minute. Not because I was afraid to say something bad about Margaret.
It was just because at this age in my life, the word FRIEND in my life carried too much meaning.
Friendship after 40 takes on a depth and significance that’s hard to describe until you experience it. In my view, it becomes less about the number of people you see or the frequency of your social calendar, and more about the quality of your connections.
At this stage in life, many of us have weathered losses, celebrated milestones, and learned to value authenticity over quantity.
The word “friend” feels heavier because it carries with it all the history, loyalty, and unspoken understanding that comes from having lived through so much together—or apart.
I’ve noticed that I gravitate towards people who feel like home.
A true friend at this age is someone I can trust with my vulnerabilities.
We might not talk every day or even every month, but when we do, there’s no pretense, no need to explain the pauses. The time apart doesn’t diminish the connection—it often makes it richer.
Friendship after 40, to me, means showing up for each other in ways that matter: listening without judgment, offering support when it’s needed, and celebrating each other’s growth. It’s a quieter, deeper kind of bond, built on mutual respect and shared understanding.
That’s how I see it: fewer friends, deeper roots, and a profound appreciation for those who truly belong in my life.
LOVE
MORY CARBALLO