Hey everyone! I apologize for the lateness, but I’ve been busy in New York City with a press tour. I'm on my way back to Miami and have a little time to write this now.
So another emotional episode with Peter. As I look at this, I cry, of course, and at the same time I realize how that moment was necessary and way over due in order for us to heal, bond, and move on. Peter and I had never had a moment like that where I opened up and explained my pain and fears. I never wanted him to judge me, and I've never liked for my kids to see me cry. Even when Frankie was in the hospital and in a coma, I would go into the bathroom and turn on the water and cry my head off. When Peter visited I would put on a happy, strong face and try not to cry while he was sobbing in tears.
Peter and Frankie both have a loving relationship with their Dad, who lives in Miami and is very much involved in their lives. Frankie’s accident brought us all closer. He's been amazing. I tell my kids now that they are the luckiest boys in this world, because they have two dads -- Herman and their Dad!
Also, I'm not going to concentrate on or talk about all the wrong things that I've done or Peter has done anymore. I'm going to think about all the right and good things I've done and Peter too. I might have made a lot of bad choices, but I've also made a lot of choices that were correct. No more guilt for me! Peter had never been in trouble with the law until after his brother’s accident, and my mother figures out in her talk to him that his "acting out" is due to that. He was manifesting his pain into anger, "acting out” and unconsciously punishing himself. I don't feel his father’s past and him finding out extent and details of his father’s past affected him nearly as much as his brother’s tragedy.
Peter this week has his last and final interview at a radio station. He is a “work in progress” like many other you adults today living in this crazy world that get lost for different reasons. Please don't give up on yours. We cannot give up on our kids and the youth of our country! I was expecting to have a great time at Adriana's bachelorette party, because besides the problems I may have and the tears I shed, I like to have fun and enjoy my friends and the happy moments. I was really surprised that she only had us four girls to celebrate with and how calm everything was. I was even more surprised with the burning of the wedding dress ceremony. Adriana never stops surprising us... It took a couple of shots and "cockies" to get the party started and get into the mood. It turned out to be an unusual and fun night after all.
I was so excited to know that Elsa was finally coming home. I know that feeling of relief, happiness, and fear that Marysol was feeling. I lived it with Frankie and will always remember our first day back home. I wanted to help Marysol and be there for her. She asked me to go over to her Mom's house and help her cleanse the house spiritually with sage. Sage is used in the church, and I remember as a child my mom burning sage and incense to cleanse the house, so I was totally fine with it. Marysol is very spiritual just like Elsa. I loved seeing Elsa again with Marysol. We have all waited for this moment for a long time and pray she continues up the ladder in her recovery.
Until next week! Thanks for watching. Thank you for all of your beautiful comments, for your prayers and support.
I leave you today with this thought: "I've have had dreams and I've had nightmares. I overcame the nightmares because of my dreams." Please do the same!
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