After much consideration (a few minutes) I thought about starting a blog. It’s my way of coping, freeing my soul, and telling my story.

I wanted to start this blog my talking about 2016. What a year. I can actually divide the year in two, the first 6 months (January – June), and the second 6 months (July – December) of the year.

First 6 months 2016

The year started with festivities, time with family, and many goals to work towards. What can go wrong? I’m starting a new decade, I’m turning 40 in 2016.

In February I turned 40 and my amazing husband made my 40th very special. I got to celebrate at work, home with my family, and traveled to Las Vegas to celebrate with a childhood friend. I had been planning this trip for about 3 years and it was amazing.

In May we got to go on a Family Cruise. We gave our parents (mine and German’s) the trip as a Christmas present. We had originally planned to go with our extended family in Chicago but because of the Zika virus they decided not to go. However, last minute, Gloria, German’s sister decided on coming with us bringing a friend with her. What an amazing cruise, we purchased balcony because German and the kids wanted it, and it was very worth it. I loved our room. Our summer vacation had started with a great bang.

What more can a woman ask for? While I drove many times to and from work I couldn’t help but to think how blessed I was. I could only feel happiness. At times I would feel afraid that this beautiful bubble would burst. It just felt I was just living an amazing dream. I had the perfect family, the most loving husband, the most loving three kids, a beautiful home, a fulfilling job, and an amazing group of friends.

Second 6 months 2016

On July 1st we had planned a sleepover with my oldest’s daughter’s best friend, and my youngest daughter’s best friends from school, we were only missing one of her best friends (E). On that same day, Betty, a friend was having a going away dinner which I was invited to.

I decided to leave the group of girls with my husband and his mom and go for a couple of hours to dinner. I texted with German for those couple of hours. He wanted me to bring him some spicy tacos from the place. When I got home he ate a little bit and said he didn’t want anymore, he wasn’t feeling well. I told him to go to sleep and I’d stayed up with the girls watching a movie (Adventure’s in Babysitting). I went to sleep at 2:30 a.m. after the movie ended and made sure all girls were tucked away.

Next morning on July 2nd, German wakes up with a headache. He wakes me up at around 7:30 a.m. telling me he can’t handle the headache anymore, apparently it had woken him up at around 5:30 a.m. I give him a migraine pill and tell him to wait 40 minutes, he can’t even do 20 minutes when he tells me he believes he needs to go to the emergency room. I end up taking him to the E.R. He walked in and from that day on our lives changed for ever.