This is going to sound strange but the pictures remind me of my parents - although they are not in the pictures I know they were taking the pictures and that brings me joy.
Today when my cousin Cynthia posted pictures on my timeline it was super touching and it didn't help that I was in sacrament meeting at church and just started tearing up. They were pictures I had never seen and just touched my heart. As I saw a picture of her with her dad (my Godfather Carlos Michaud Jimenez) I couldn't stop but think of him and my mom. I know she misses her dad and I KNOW I miss my mom. I think I have been super sensitive as I have been thinking about my mom for the past week and bothered that I don't remember her voice. Weird huh? I have also just missed those moments when we would cuddle and she would run her hands through my hair.
The picture below was probably taken at Christmas, I remember the dress as being brown with the pink stitching/designs. It was one of my favorites. My mom would always buy me dresses...she spoiled me. I am dancing with my oldest cousin Lulu and Cynthia who is 9 months younger than me.
I didn't plan on blogging about this but I am so as I see this picture I am grateful for my mom and dad. I think this picIture just shows how my family loves to dance and we are dancing queens. I am my mom 's daughter and wish I would have been a better daughter to her and hope that I have made her proud.
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