Saturday, February 27, 2021
She wasn’t just an aunt. She was a mother. A friend. A comedian. The life that of the party. A cook. A light. A smile and laugh that could cure anything. Ojitos de cato, carita de muñeca, pelo de bruijita.... I remember her carrying us and rhyming all the facial features .... another piece of my heart broken. Our Snow White. I will love her forever.
