ayo cat

A little reflection on turning 35 tomorrow. I am an only child of two immigrants from Peru. On my mother’s side, I come from a big family, they have been my village for as long as I can remember. I love each and every one of them with all my heart. I am deeply grateful for the life and opportunities I’ve been given, but there is a quiet sadness in knowing I can’t thank everyone who helped make them possible. My tía abuela Cathy, my grandfather’s baby sister, had the courage to come to a country where she didn’t know the language. She worked as part of a cleaning crew and when she wasn’t working, she took English as a Second Language classes. That’s where she met my tío abuelo Giovanni, aka Uncle John. It was because of them their love and their labor that my grandfather was able to come to this country. My great aunt, great uncle, and my grandfather are no longer here. But I carry them with me.

Because of this, I appreciate having family members of all different ages

Thoughts on 33