I Love you, Mom.

I love you, Mom.

I am proud to be your daughter. Thank you for giving me so much, for loving me just the way I am, and for kicking me whenever I needed it. Thank you for staying true to my father all of your life, for not worrying me over anything, for standing up for me whenever I needed it. Thank you for listening to my problems and never judging me, for giving me advice and never getting upset whenever I followed my own ideas, for pushing me towards better choices, for inspiring me to study and work hard. Thank you for making me a woman of integrity, for teaching me to treat others with kindness, for helping me to understand that emotions are more important than money. Thank you.

I love you, Mom.


This Mother's Day, I remember the things you will always be. You always cooked food for me, everything I wanted. Chicken, rice, and delicious plantains. You sang and danced. You sang with choirs, and loved to play music. You loved to listen to me singing. You dresses so pretty, looking so cheeky to the cameras. Coqueta, just like me. You studied hard, graduating from El Colegio, where I went to study years later. You were a woman of faith, always placing G-d before anything that could ever happen. You loved movies, watching thrillers and murder mysteries, movies I do not like but that will always remind me of you. You didn't wear make-up, a habit I am slowly growing into. You were always yourself, a trait I carry with me every day.

I'm so lucky, to have a mother like you, Mom.

I love you. Happy Mother's Day! I know you are singing, dancing, and smiling in Heaven, beautiful and free.

Happy Mother's Day !

Mother's Day. After one looses one's mother, Mother's Day can quite easily become a day full of sadness. So many other people's mothers are receiving gifts, being taken out for dinner, or showered with breakfast in bed. You can't help but want to give your own mother such attention.However, your mother is gone. She is with G-d, and no matter how many times you remind yourself that all that is gone is her physical body, you can't shake away the thought that that's the very thing you want on this day, her physical presence. The rest you know is always with you. Yes, you miss your mother so badly every day of the year, but on Mother's Day, every second you miss her becomes ten thousand more.

Today, two years after the passing of my mother, I remember and celebrate her. You see, I'm one of the lucky ones. My mother was excellent. She truly lived up to the word 'mother.' Through her example, she taught me so many things. Some of them things I am only coming to understand now. 

She loved her husband, my father, dearly. She loved him so much that, sometimes, her own wishes and desires would be put on hold so he would be happy. She gave the same love to her children. Often, she would sacrifice time, money, and her needs so that her family would smile. I know not every mother out there is like that. She taught me that true love is accompanied by a great degree of selflessness and devotion. That love is not easy and often requires gargantuan amounts of patience and forgiveness.

I can only hope I become that kind of mother.

It's Hard to say I am Sorry, but I can Do it

I apologize, from my heart. 

I know I don't always say the right thing and that my personality and my mouth gets in the way. I am truly sorry, however. For people like me, who act impulsively and from a never ending pool of excitement, it comes quite easily to hurt others along the way. I get lost in the vision, in the moment, in the electricity of creativity or ideas. Words I say might be taken as insults or dismissive comments. Gestures I make might be taken as rudeness. Behaviour might be seen as arrogance. I think and act too quickly. Or, better put, I act too quickly and forget to think. I wish G-d had made me just a tad bit slower, and a tad bit more cautious, and a heck of a lot less impulsive.

My intent never lies in hurting others. Ever.

And I am not ever afraid to say that I am sorry. In the sadness of guilt and remorse, I choose to find the happy thought that reminds me that I can say I am sorry, that I can feel that I am sorry, and that my "I'm sorry" isn't just a sweet phrase I pipe out without really feeling it.