Abuelas are better than grandmas

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This is Abuela.

She’s the one who is responsible for my Cuban heritage.

My espresso addiction.

My fiery bulldog ways on the soccer field.

The woman who inspired my sewing hobby

and taught me to sew a project for “10 dollars or less.”

The woman who will always greet me with,

“Hay que linda!  Gina, you look like a million dollars.”

(Yes, even if I’m in workout clothes.)

Who told me to never leave the house without earrings

and a little bit of lipstick (or chapstick in my case).

She’s hilarious, thoughtful and you better believe she’s a good negotiator.

I had the best time sifting through old family photos with her yesterday.

We belly laughed as we shared stories

and passed back and forth, “Remember when?”s.

Brought me back to the days I’d visit her in Miami

on my Spring Breaks in college.

While my friends would visit the beach or go on some crazy college group trip,

instead I took a flight to Miami to spend time with Abuela.

She and I would shop and take in movies,

and come home to eat Cuban food with Abuelo.

We’d practice speaking spanish.

We’d drink cafe con leche.

To me, those were the best Spring Breaks ever.

Though I really do miss my visits to Miami,

I’m pretty happy she’s here in California now.

Because now I don’t have to wait for Spring Break

just to hang out with her.

The best days of my life

I am in a cloud of bliss.

Pure bliss.

I feel like all my life I’ve been waiting,

looking towards the next benchmark in my life.

Hoping, praying, wishing.

I feel like there was always so much waiting.

Dreaming of what life would be like

after I graduated college, found a real job, met an actual nice guy,

started my real life.

And finally I am here.

Bragging makes me feel uncomfortable,

but honestly, I can’t hold myself back in this moment.

Because I feel so damn lucky to be in this moment right now.

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On December 20th, near the steps of the state capital

and in front of a beautiful Christmas tree

my deepest wish came true.

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Parts of that night are seriously a blur,

because I was just so happy and excited and emotional.

“We’re going to have the best life,” I remember saying tearfully.

But whenever I think of that night

or my future ahead of me,

my heart becomes so full, as if it may burst.

I never knew it was possible to feel this happy,

to contain this much joy and feel so much optimism for life.

Maybe all that waiting and wishing was worth it.

Tears of frustration and pouts of anguish.

Totally worth it.

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Cheers to the start of 2013.

Which I am convinced is only the beginning of

the best days of my life.

Bliss, I tell you, pure bliss!

May it never end!