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We are bringing “Darling Letters” from your inbox to the blog! We love the art of letter writing and believe it helps build authentic community. Our editors and contributors have thoughtfully written encouraging letters to cut through the busyness and […]

They say April showers bring May flowers. At Darling, we are bringing you spring flowers early with these must-have brands for the month of April. From skincare to bedding to clothing, we have provided some great ethical and eco-friendly items […]

Darling is working to translate some of our content into Spanish. If you have edits or feedback on this translation, our team would love your input! Email blog@darlingmagazine.org and include Spanish Translation in your subject line. For the English version, click […]

Smells of taco seasonings, tortillas frying in oil and cilantro in salsa remind me of my grandma. Many of my memories of her include her standing in the kitchen, cooking meals for me and my family.  Sometimes, she would laugh, […]

A few years ago, I took a job at a well-known newspaper. I’d always been an avid reader of their columns, so landing a position there felt like a dream come true. On my first day, I had to pinch […]

For the last five years or so, our family of four has lived in a 700 square foot little, blue house. While we call it the “little blue house” and it is a very tiny home, it is not one […]

“I have to ask you. How do you do it? All the moving around the world? The constant uprooting, leaving family and friends behind for a new country and starting all over again?” We smiled as we received this message […]

There is now an infamous story in my family of how early one morning on my way to work, I hugged a curb too tight coming out of my neighborhood and scratched the side of my new car. Somehow, I […]

“Letters to My Younger Self” is a series focused on wisdom and self-awareness. Just as you write letters to a friend to encourage and uplift them, here is the advice we would go back and tell our younger selves. Dear 15-year-old […]

It was March 27, 2020. A few men knocked on the window of my car. It was 10 a.m. I was alone in a bank’s parking lot with a car full of newly acquired groceries and about $23 worth of […]