The White Elephant in the Room

I’m a NYC girl who quit her job as a publicist to finish her first book: a nonfiction memoir chronicling the first year in the world of a 30-something widow. The book opens the morning of my 911 call and follows me through meeting my husband’s first wife at the funeral; travels across several continents to spread his ashes; fumbling attempts to date; and finally, heading to Alberto’s homeland of Cuba for the one-year anniversary of his death.

What began in May 2010 as a widow’s blog has evolved into something with a pulse of its own: the unfolding saga of being reunited with my biological daughter; discovering my pace and space as a single girl in NYC; the tragicomedy of falling in (and out of) love again; and the onward journey toward publishing my memoir.

To skip the archives and read the story that started this story, click here: Page One, Chapter One. Feel free to submit anything, tell me everything or just read anonymously. And, hey, thanks for following.

cheers not fears,

The White Elephant in the Room

(a.k.a. Tré Miller Rodríguez)