Some days are definitely better than others. We all come to learn that.

My days are especially better when I see my abuelita. 

I can always count on drinking a great cup of Bustelo coffee. Don’t think anyone can beat the way she makes it πŸ˜‰.

Sometimes I just like to hear her stories, even if I’ve heard them a hundred times before. 

I stare at her with amusement, admiration, and adoration. 

This is a pivotal woman in my life. My constant reminder to pick myself up and keep pushing.

My abuelita, she’s my inspiration. 

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Learning how to live again πŸ‘πŸΌ.