April 12, 2023 · 4:51 PM
“¿Por que tu lloras?” He asked. “Why do you cry?”
How can I not?! I am in my daddy’s arms!
Daddy, I cried because you were alert and present; you recognized me! Thank God that you did! I cried as I studied your charming face, watching the familiar spark dancing in your eyes. I cried in hearing the mirth in your voice close to my ears again. I cried as you embraced me in your arms, lovingly, tightly, just like when I was a little girl.
As I gaze upon you, I notice the years travel like a roadmap across your sweet face, and I observe the twinkle in your eyes growing dim as discomfort and pain take over. Your voice of mirth soon sounded a bit weaker, and I feel your grip grow feeble and noticed your hands soft, no longer solid, and callous from work. Sadness pierces my heart. Yet, time stood still. I am blessed, just by being in your arms again.
Daddy, I love you. So many years have passed. Oh, how I have missed you! I shall hold onto the memories and bring them back home with me, and shall cherish them forever!
I. Cried. Because. Of. You.
Click here to read an excerpt from Author Mary A. Pérez’s,
“Running in Heels: A Memoir of Grit and Grace”
December 27, 2018 · 8:47 AM
Photo credit by Leo Laredo Photography
This is for you Grandson, Ryan.
Mimi can hardly believe how much of a young man you have grown to be. We are all so very proud of all your accomplishments and look forward with great anticipation to what is yet to come.
Where has the time gone? I shall never forget when you were around six years of age and attended a holiday outing with me and Papa. I invited you to go for a spin on the dance floor. You were a bit shy then and did not want to. I smiled at your sweet face and simply said that as I become older, I may not be able to move around as much and we will never have that dance … You delighted Mimi’s heart by not hesitating and pulled me to the dance floor! While others looked on, taking photos of us slow dancing that night, I beamed with pride.
Play it forward 10 years to the present – you are quite the mature teenager, way too cool, so much so that you amaze me with your whit. Matter of fact, it was just recently that you were standing by listening to your mom, auntie and I chit-chatting the way we normally do. As you observed how animated we are (after all we are Latina women), you exclaimed how the three of us are so “extra” when we talk. We laughed at that remark. We realized that maybe we are … but you know what? I have an extra remarkable grandson whom I love with all my heart!
May you continue in your journey to being more remarkable than today.
Happy Birthday, Ryan.
Dear Lord, on this day, that we celebrate Ryan’s birth, I pray for blessings and joy over him.
You knew everything about him before his birth and You have a plan of prosperity and hope for his life!
Let him feel confident and ready for the year ahead knowing that You have an order to his steps and a purpose for his life.
Help him to find joy in every circumstance in life, knowing that You work all things out for good.
I thank You, God, for Ryan, for loving him with unconditional love, and for the promises You have spoken over his life. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.