Coolest feeling ever. I get home drunk. My pops is drunk... He is still very much distraught. He tells me that there is no greater feeling than knowing that year after year I would come back to his tierra. That I was the only grandchild that would pull through. He even cried. Said I made my grandma proud. Yeah, I could spend my vacations elsewhere, but my family comes first. With or without my parents, I would come. Even when I lived on McAllen, I would come sola. I miss my grandmother, but Im so thankful that she taught me to put family first and be a chingona in anything and everything I do. Thanks Papito. Thank you Welita. Eternamente agradecida.
Posted on: Sat, 24 May 2014 07:12:22 +0000
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