My first love...

It's interesting how things work out. God decided, in his infinite wisdom, to make me an only child from my mom's side. My mother and I were a set from the moment I was born. She was older when I came into the picture, 44 to be exact (she'd kill me if she knew I told...) and I was her most cherished possession. Once I was born the woman in her stopped existing and she dedicated her life to being "mamá". Living in a place where we had no family was hard because we did not have that family support that my mom and I were used to having back home. When we moved here she knew we would have no one, but she also knew it was the best for us. Puerto Rico is our home and it always will be but we would have never survived there. Things were too complicated for a single, older mother. Mami always looked for ways to find a playmate for me. She worked as a teacher at a daycare center and she made sure I was always around other children. She knew how important it was for m...