Three Kings Day

Today is January 5th, the official end of the Christmas season in the hispanic culture.....The celebration of a new year with the ending of Christmas. It is believed that today following a shining star led the three kings to the manger of the king Jesus Christ was born. They each brought him gifts to honor his birth. When I was a child, we would place our shoes under our beds and on this morning we would find small gifts,

This weekend a aunt of my father called me. I have not spoken to her in over a year. When I left Armando I did not take any numbers with me so my aunts and cousins from my father's side of the family had no idea what has gone on.....but the other day, a chance email from a cousin, led to a phone call and I told her of the abuse, the hiding, the divorce and the cancer. Word quickly spread to my aunts and more calls were made to me. They reminded me that they loved me and told me I was beautiful.....a nice gift they didn't realize they were giving to me.

This holiday season has not been easy. I have felt little Christmas spirit this year.....The celebrations were strained. I worried over finances and the fact I am no longer getting treatment. Little things like my car being broken into set me over the edge. Nothing has been easy. Just when I thought I was okay, life has changed. I want to be that child looking under my bed for gifts to celebrate three kings day.....but as I search the only thing I find is my overnight bag and some dust.....Perhaps that is what my life is....dust to be blown away and forgotten.......who knows....just sure wish there was something positive to hang onto.