Lost the most important person in my life. The one who gave me life. MiMay. Today marks three weeks since you've been gone and I'm still in disbelief. It sucks to walk into the house and not have you ask your many questions, eat our favorite foods, give us the latest gossip, or you home remedies to cure our soar throat, cold or whatever it was. You had solutions to everything and if you didn't, you'd figure it out. Mami, you are such a fighter, a warrior. You fought till your last breath, and for that I will always be proud of. Thank you for all you did. I know you're in a better place, not having to get pricked, poked, pain or chemo. And even so, this blow doesn't get easier or lighter. I promise to do the best of my ability and take care of all of us. To be a fighter like you. To have faith like you. To be brave as you were. Te amo MiMay. Espero verte algun dia!