Right now I can't post pics. It's tedious information, but it's something I am working on this week. I really want to get my mac/mobileme account up and running but again, tedious information.
So I am back home and recovering. "Tucky" was incredible and I miss it already. I have about 1000 or so pics to sort through. Again, I wish I could show you but whatever. Belen was sassy and adorable, being the typical toddler. Sometimes she is so frustrating but then she does or says something that is over-the-top cute and all is forgiven. She had a hard time sleeping, there was so much going on that she didn't want to miss out on anything. But she would get so out-of-her-mind tired that I swear Doug, Felicia's husband, was going to spike her drinks with bourbon. We would both be so sleep deprived that we could hardly handle our business. But part of me doesn't blame her. I love being with my Rivas family and I didn't want to miss out on anything either. I guess not having a biological connection with anyone and now having it (x's 1,000) is so fun for me. I met my Aunt Cecelia this trip. She drove up with her husband, Uncle Duff, from Tennessee. When we met, she gave me one of those hugs, a kind of hug that is significant and actually means something. She then showered me with presents. One was this AMAZING gord that she painted into a duck. It is so beautiful that I am going to have to rearrange a room around it. She also made a bunch of hats for Belen and I. I wore mine until I got too hot. If the weather had been any cooler I would've worn it the rest of the week.
I loved watching my aunts cook and talk spanglish. I could feel myself wearing a satisfied smile knowing I have the best of both worlds. I love my family that is my real family, the family that raised me, and I love being a part of my biological family. I feel that I do belong with them and being with my cousins and aunts makes me feel right at home. When my aunts cooked I ate. I tell you, you haven't lived until you ate some of my Aunt Betty's sopapillas and green chilie.
They also love my daughter and I can't help but loving anyone who loves my child. Uncle Duff made such an impression on Belen. She warmed up to him immediately. Something that I hardly ever see. She just warmed up to my husband.
We had such a good time that I cant even complain about my hellish travel day, because it was so worth it. I look forward to going back next year.
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I'm so glad you have such a wonderful relationship with your biological family. I can't imagine how much that means to you. I loved your blog post about the car seat and can totally relate. I've been checking back everyday for another post so I was really happy to see this one! xoxo
I'm glad you are back! I've missed you! And guess what! I am moving to SLC, so next time you come to see Michelle, we have to get together :D
I was raised by my mom and step-dad, and his family was MY family. His parents were always called grandma and grandpa, and I can't remember them ever being anything else.
But, when I'm around my bio dad's family it's so neat to see where I come from. I feel a part of them too. I definitely got my wild side from them, and it's nice to feel like I "belong" that way.
I wish I could try your aunts food. It sound sooooooo yummy!! You'll need to post pics when you get a chance. I'm glad you're back.
I'm so glad you had such a great trip-- I can tell it was really good for you! YAY!!!!!!!
I'm glad that you found that connection. It has got to feel nice to feel that kind of shared understanding. So glad you had a great time! :)
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