The morning begun as usual. Mexican music blaring in the small cozy kitchen as my mother made breakfast for all her seven children. It was cold that chilly morning so I made sure to wear my new coat that my auntie Tia Lala had given me for Christmas. It was black with a fur collar. I loved that coat. My brothers sat at the kitchen table with me as my mother poured hot yummy oatmeal in big bowls. It was Manuel, Benny, Ronald, Sammy and I. My little sisters were Brenda and Donna. They were toddlers.
As I walked almost two miles to school on that morning I thought about my future. Would my life turn into a fairytale. I sure hoped so.
That was way back in 1964. Now, as I look back at time in my life I realize that those were some of the best times. I miss those days that were filled with love and hugs. I miss my brother Manuel who would walk me to school. My brother Benny who made me laugh all the time. Ronald always asking me for some of my cupcake. Sammy, who loved sitting on my lap as I read him stories from his favorite books. Brenda, who would get into my personal things and make me mad. Donna, who would be hungry 24/7 and always crying about something. My mom who I loved watching as she put on her makeup. Her eyes were hazel and so beautiful. Observing my dad as he was all into his "Giants" baseball game. It was funny to me seeing him yell out at the umpire when he called a strike on Willie Mays or Willie McCovey.
Our family was happy together. We had uncles and aunties and cousins in town who would always visit each other.
Those days are gone but memories will never leave me.
It was before I ran off to get married. It was before I had my three beautiful children. It was before I lost my Jeannette.
As I walked almost two miles to school on that morning I thought about my future. Would my life turn into a fairytale. I sure hoped so.
That was way back in 1964. Now, as I look back at time in my life I realize that those were some of the best times. I miss those days that were filled with love and hugs. I miss my brother Manuel who would walk me to school. My brother Benny who made me laugh all the time. Ronald always asking me for some of my cupcake. Sammy, who loved sitting on my lap as I read him stories from his favorite books. Brenda, who would get into my personal things and make me mad. Donna, who would be hungry 24/7 and always crying about something. My mom who I loved watching as she put on her makeup. Her eyes were hazel and so beautiful. Observing my dad as he was all into his "Giants" baseball game. It was funny to me seeing him yell out at the umpire when he called a strike on Willie Mays or Willie McCovey.
Our family was happy together. We had uncles and aunties and cousins in town who would always visit each other.
Those days are gone but memories will never leave me.
It was before I ran off to get married. It was before I had my three beautiful children. It was before I lost my Jeannette.
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