Friday, January 29, 2021
Mi Nena
My first memory of you, is begging Mama to let me hold you to put you to sleep “en la hamaca” at our Grandparent’s house. Mama hesitated because she knew I would get sick (I had a delicate stomach). Finally, she relented. I got on the “hamaca” and she placed you on my chest (instant bonding!). It took you so long to fall asleep that I was cured! (It was that, or Mama would take you away.)
From the time you started to walk, you would explore around the house and once you could get out, you loved the “dapey”. You stepped in puddles and chased the baby chicks. Unfortunately, if they were not fast enough you would step on them and “adios” baby chicks. It did not take long for you to be banned from the “dapey”.
You then began to explore in the front yard and soon discovered a newly dug trench. You followed it to the end! It took awhile to find you, as you were no bigger than a mother hen!
You were always encouraged to perform, doing your own dances, etc. You referred to your hair as “Pasha Dura y Colora”, a quote that always got laughs.
When Josh was born, you couldn’t say “el nene” and would call him “Nuno”, a name that to Josh’s consternation, stuck. Imagine referring to Joshua Eliel Santana Melecio, Esq. as “Nuno”! (We still do.)
You were always inventive, daring and defender of others less fortunate. Traits that stayed with you throughout your life.
You’re a giving, devoted Mother. You would carry Michael on your hip to Church, as well as, political functions, and family gatherings. The same was true for Anna Cecilia. Your children outgrew you in size, but it did not matter, you were always the Mother. You found your soulmate and loved and devoted your life to him: JOSE.
I marveled to realize how many years you, Ceci and I travelled to Virginia to visit with Barry’s family. You always drove and were a great tour guide. We took side trips, including circling Washington, DC several times when we couldn’t figure out how to get out of the wrong lane! Of course, we talk about every time we went by and laugh to our heart’s content.
Our trips to Virginia always included a couple of days in Atlantic City, where you and I played the machines and Ceci looked bored to death! It was fun to walk on the Boardwalk.
We never made the 22nd trip…
Dally, I miss you and always will. I love you and always will… Mi Nena…
Always, Tellin.
