It is hard to believe the holiday season was upon us three weeks ago. As I write this, the Christmas decorations sit, packed away in the attic. Christmas and New Year’s Eve came and went. It truly is the best Christmas I’ve ever had. Not because I got something new that I wanted or because I went somewhere amazing. The 2014 holiday season was wonderful because I spent it with my two favorite people.
My own family wasn’t perfect. My grandparents Li and Ori raised my brother and I in a herd of Cuban family members that did not include our mother. When I look back at all the times that I said I never wanted to be a parent, I see that it was because of her. I was worried that, secretly, I’d become her.
I now see how ridiculous that is. When I had V, I realized that my search for a family was over. Before that, I never knew my capacity to love. I am at once a bear and a marshmallow when it comes to my husband and daughter.
I realized that family is who and what you make of it. Those who are gone are still here, if you remember them even when it sucks.
Here are a few moments, in photos, I’d like to share from the 2014 holidays.