My Life 25 Years From Now

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“… con su carita de rosas, es mi niña bonita, cada día mas preciosa… es mi niña bonita, cuanto la llego a querer.” My mom’s delicate, excited voice mixed with the sweet, youthful voice of my smallest baby, five year-old Gloria. Seeing the woman who raised me play and spend time with my children, especially with the one that bore the family name, warmed my heart. This life was the one I always dreamt about. To be actually living it is thrilling.
“Dinner’s ready! Who’s hungry?” My husband’s raspy, soft voice spread throughout the house. The thumping sound of people’s footsteps grew louder. One head, two heads, three heads; where’s my other child? Then, in an answer, my eldest child, 12 year-old Paloma, strolled in with my sister’s hand tucked in hers. Apparently, girl-talk was going on. What a wonder to think that my sister, my other half, the one that listened to my secrets and let me use her clothes, was now being a second mother to my kids. As we were saying Grace before our Thanksgiving dinner, I looked around and thanked God for the family I had with me: my mom, my husband and my children, and my sister, her husband and her two children. Between bites and laughter, we enjoyed dinner and a movie together. “See you next Sunday, sis!” my sister said as she kissed me goodbye. That was our tradition: having a family dinner every Sunday. I couldn’t enjoy it more.
The next day, the kids urged my husband and me to start decorating for Christmas. Christmas music filled the air as we strung the lights and put up an inflatable snowman. The house looked sparkling and picturesque, as if it should be placed in my great-aunt’s beloved Christmas village. Our small house had Spanish architecture that could be seen in the ornate iron bars on...

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...f my schooling. As I drove to work after dropping them off, I couldn’t wait to see their smiling faces again. Now, I was off to my job, working at The Smithsonian as a curator to touch, date and preserve precious historical objects and documents.
That night, after a long day of work, including a shift at the soup kitchen, I contemplated on my life. There was point where I didn’t even think I would graduate high school. In that moment, I saw no purpose for my existence, nothing to look forward to. All I wished for was happiness and love. Graduating high school in 2014 proved me wrong but never, in my wildest dreams, did I see myself having everything I ever wanted: a loving family, a job that I enjoyed and a sense of joy and stability. Having a very sweet, protective German shepherd was just the icing on the cake that was my dreams. I couldn’t ask for anything more.

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