I would like to start my blog this first episode by thanking all of the fans of the show for your prayers, love, and support this past year. Your love and support made it easier for me to make the decision to come back, along with the fact that God blessed us with Frankie's miraculous recovery. My reality and my life this time around is very different from Season 1, and for that matter very different from the other ladies’ lives in Season 2. I couldn’t see the girls as much, because my day-to-day routine is filled with, first and foremost, Frankie's therapies -- physical, occupational, and speech in the mornings; aqua therapy and music therapy in the afternoons; all while trying to integrate myself back into the magazine and my life at home with Peter and Herman. I had been totally withdrawn and consumed for six months while at the
hospital with Frankie and at the rehabilitation facility in Atlanta.
I was excited to see the new girls and the “original” ones as well. I had kept in touch with and seen Marysol, Ana, Lea, and Adriana. I knew Karent socially and was very surprised with her cold greeting, but was even more surprised that she showed up with Rodolfo and that Rodolfo didn't know Ana.
That afternoon at Smith and Wollensky with the girls was entertaining and interesting to say the least. I observed closely how everyone interacted with one another and was happy after all that I got to get out for a while and laugh. It was a usual hot and humid day in Miami when Elsa collapsed. It was unexpected and scary. She had mentioned to me that she felt weak and had not eaten. I KNOW how much Elsa hates hospitals, so I was happy she agreed to get in the ambulance to the hospital . It's never a dull moment in Miami, especially with this group of ladies!
Until next time! I leave you with this thought: "Life is not about how fast you run or how high you climb, but how well you bounce.”
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