Cast Blog: #RHOM

Ana's Moment of Catharsis

A Therapeutic Season for Alexia

Lea's Final Thoughts on the Season

Lea's Double Standards

Hoping to Move Forward with Lea

An X-Rated Reunion

Lisa's Vegas Regret

Joanna's Perfect Day

Lea and the Beefy Bus Boy Duo

Lea's Lip Service

Lisa's "Peacemaker" Problems

Alexia's Not Sweating the Small Stuff

Real Friends Don't Hold Grudges

A Fun Party, Minus the Distractions

Apologizing to Lea

Alexia's Anniversary Celebration

Lisa Loves Texas

Meet Joanna's New Puppy!

Lea's Walk Down Memory Lane

Adriana's Wedding Full of Waiting

Adriana's Two Loves

May Adriana Live Happily Ever After

Romain's Troubled Past

Alexia's Birthday Drama

Meet Dr. Sex Therapist Lisa

The Wedding Evite Explained

Targeted by the Hate Club

Lisa's Button-Pushing Behavior

Peter's Healing Process

Lenny's Lipo

Lea's Over the Haters

Adriana's Difficult Past

Joanna Talks Role Playing

Update on Elsa

Recovering Frankie and Peter

Lisa's Bridesmaid Ultimatum

Joanna's Outright Insult

The Birkin Bag Bonanza

Adriana's Glamorous 'Great Gatsby' Wedding

Lisa's In-Law Issues

Shocked by Lea's Secrets

Ana's Moment of Catharsis

Ana opens up about her experience during the flower ritual.

"On the road from the City of Skepticism, I had to pass through the Valley of Ambiguity."-Adam Smith

Sometimes my skepticism borders on cynicism. On our last day in Bimini, my patience had worn thin and the cynic in me was front and center. All I wanted was to get off that island. The tribe had spoken and I wanted to go home.

What started out as a silly ritual became the most cathartic moment for me this season. I think we all have our dragons to slay, and my dragon doesn’t seem so scary anymore. A lot of the guilt and fear I was carrying around drifted into the ocean that day.  I left Bimini a lot stronger emotionally and even a little hopeful about my future.

Signing the divorce papers was tough. Closing the door on something that defined you for so long is never easy. It has been several months and I am at peace with the decision. No second guesses. No could’ve, should’ve, would’ve. Robert and I continue to co-parent our girls and help each other in any way we can. It works for us and that is all that matters.

At the core of this season were our ever-evolving relationships -- we saw them begin and fizzle out, we saw them end only to begin again, we struggled to hold on, and struggled to let go. We’ve all had our share of heartache this season, but we also experienced a healthy dose of joy. We made new friends, strengthened existing friendships, burned bridges, and waged unnecessary wars. We all did and said things that made us proud and others that perhaps we regret. I believe that feelings both of happiness and pain let us know that we are alive -- and being alive is a really wonderful thing.  

I also learned about the benefits of social media and how it can be a great way to connect with amazing people all over the world. But I’ve also seen the pitfalls of and witnessed the abuse by those who use it as a tool to elevate themselves at the expense of others. Things like fake Twitter followers, fake Facebook accounts, and blog posters with many aliases are rampant across the franchise. Who knew? I have been lucky to have the unwavering support of so many of you, and for that I am so very grateful. While I may not have enjoyed hearing criticism, I have carefully considered many of your valid points and advice. No one is harder on me than I am on myself, so in the spirit of self-preservation I did my best to ignore some of the more gratuitously offensive rants.I hope you will continue to share your thoughts with me via Twitter @AnaQooks or via the contact page on my website at anaquincoces.com where I will continue to blog and post recipes.

Wishing all of you a beautiful holiday season filled with peace and surrounded by the love of your family and friends.
Here’s a traditional Coquito recipe (our version of eggnog) to add a little Christmas cheer to your holidays.

Coquito

Ingredients:
2 large egg yolks
1 (12 fluid ounce) can evaporated milk
1 (14 ounce) can cream of coconut
1 (14 ounce) can sweetened condensed milk
2/3 cup rum
1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
2 teaspoons vanilla extract

Directions
Lightly beat the egg yolks and place in a double boiler with the evaporated milk. Whisking constantly, cook over simmering water stirring continuously until slightly thickened. Allow to cool to room temperature. Place the mixture in the blender, add the cream of coconut, condensed milk, rum, vanilla, and ground cinnamon. Pour into decorative glass bottles and chill until ready to serve.

Salud!

Until next time,
Ana

Hoping to Move Forward with Lea

Marysol shares what she hopes will come out of the reunion.

For me the reunion is a forum to hash things out and engage in verbal mud wrestling and hopefully come out cleansed from the tension and disagreements. I would like to make it clear that I do not hate anyone; I am not a person that likes to live in anger as it only makes you miserable and takes away from the precious moments of our lives. It is no secret that I have spent a couple of years being accused of lying by Lea when we do not see eye to eye on something. It is very frustrating to have issues with someone and always end up at the same place of “her word against mine.”

Unfortunately, my father this year has also had a rapid decline in his health and has spent the better part of the past few months in and out of the hospital. While dad was in the hospital with nothing else to do besides sleep, read, and watch TV he watched every episode of RHOM. He was very upset when he saw Lea saying I was lying when I said she didn’t call, write, or send flowers to mom for 8 weeks. He called me and said to figure out a way to video tape me and put it on that show of yours because I’ve had enough of the lies. My father was by mother’s side every day from the moment she went into the hospital to the day she came home (2 months later). He saw everyone who passed by, saw every flower and card that was sent etc. I truly was uncomfortable videotaping him in a hospital setting, but I was leaving for the reunion and he called relentlessly several times a day insisting I let him speak his mind for the cameras. If you thought Mama Elsa was tough, guess who she learned it from, that’s right, her husband of 52 years, Donald Patton. You never met anyone more ornery, stubborn, or tough, but I wouldn’t trade him for the world.

I have said my peace, which is what I went to the reunion to do. I have moved forward and forgive those who have hurt me and I forgive myself for those I may have hurt. I truly want to move forward to a better place with Lea to the best of our ability. We may never be best friends, but I’d like to think we can at least be in the same room, be cordial, and maybe even share a laugh someday.

It has been a fun season with the ladies and it provided a great distraction from the personal emotional struggles I was going through with my parents’ declining health.  I hope you enjoyed the season, thank you for all of your support and best wishes for my mother as that has been the greatest gift the show has brought us.

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