THE BEST START ON LIFE YOU COULD GET
Life has been biting at my ankles this year, and I’m almost at the point of telling you you can have 2017. I don’t want it.
Mother, 94, has gone to Heaven to be with Daddy, who died three years ago at 91. We imagine them dancing together again. We all thought they would be here forever, even if diminished from their prime of being one of the most vital and alive couples we ever knew.
My sisters and I, growing up in Mexico City, agreed many times that they were the best parents we knew, and we wouldn’t trade them for anybody else’s parents.
So many stories we can tell, and will remind each other of, but I’m sure everyone has their own family stories, and I can’t do them justice. But they SHOWED us what love is.
And we hope we are passing it on.