Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS- LATINOS IN COLLEGE

My daughter's 21st Birthday... meant a weekend trip to Las Vegas!
I flew for 5 hours from NY while she drove for 5 hours from Arizona--An easy drive compared to the cross country road trip that bought her there just two months earlier.

The entire plane ride down I find strangers that I am bursting to share my joy with "It's my daughter's 21st birthday!"
Most of them respond, "I went to Vegas for my 21st".
I am shocked. Vegas is the kind of trip that I never dreamed of for my own 21st.  After all, by the time I was 21 my daughter was already 2.

Looking at the life that she has created for herself makes me so proud. Her bold choices, made possible by her confidence, and knowing that I always have her back.

Finally when I see her, it feels different...like she is my friend. I am starving, while she just ate...and still she wants to sit with me.  Like it's what she would rather do more than anything else.  And I feel fulfilled in a way that I cannot express...like she is someone I am just getting to know and like I respect her life as her life.
I can hear the maturity in her when she confides that she is very happy that she arrived to an away four year college with the experience of community college under her belt.  She is able to clearly see the immaturity of the younger women and their struggle to fit in.
She feels comfortable in who she is...A feeling I did not get to until I was 30--okay 37.

I was surprised and elated to hear that perhaps she misses home more than she expected to.
We marveled at Cirque Du Soleil Shows and I came to know that what happened in Vegas will not stay in Vegas, but instead with us forever.
And now suddenly all of our conversations have deeper meaning.  Even the texts that we exchange are ending in I LOVE YOU and THANK YOU (OMG).  Has someone taken my daughter's phone? Do I recognize this texter?

Oh yes. I think I do.  She is my Friend.  Someone I admire and respect. She is the girl I always wanted to be. She is my daughter. She is the future of me and the future of Latinas.

Monday, January 16, 2012

WHEN SHOPPING FOR POPTARTS ARE TRAUMATIC!- A DAUGHTER LEAVES FOR COLLEGE

A Daughter Leaves for College
By Elaine Del Valle- The Country Club Chica

It has been less than a month since the last time I held my daughter’s little face in my hands, but not a day has gone by that I do not think of her and exactly how she looked before she went away to college.
20 years of raising this girl and then poof, she is gone.
I suppose I am lucky that she accomplished her Associates degree locally and while living at home, before leaving to a 4 year out of state college.
Not that my daughter was home much at all. Her wings sprouted on the day I gave her the keys to the car.  When she wasn’t in school, she was mostly either working or with her boyfriend.  But somehow, I felt so BUMMED. So truly sad that I couldn’t see her face, visit her at work or just know that her shoes would be there (where they shouldn’t be) to drive me crazy.
Doing groceries for the first time after she had gone was TRAUMATIC!  I now cry at the sight of Strawberry Poptarts!
I have been having dreams of my puppy flying out of my window to chase flocks of geese, all the while I am screaming, “Come back, Come back. You don’t have wings.”
Now suddenly, I feel the need to purge: The need to tell her all of the life lessons that I learned through trials and tribulations.

On Love- To love is never a personal sacrifice; Never a compromise.  Loving should feel good.  If you do not like something about the person today than you’ll really hate it after you are married. If a man ever raises a hand to you—RUN, don’t walk! If they do it once, they’ll do it forever. 
On School- Don’t waste a credit.  Get through it and always look to your future. 
On Time- Time goes by quickly.  Look back to a time when you thought that you’d never get over what you were going through. That school year you felt would never be over, that first break up, when you felt like your skin was pulled off of your body and even the air hurt, and your heart would never mend. Realize that you have made it to the other side.  Consider all of your hardships as that. Never let them bring you down. Know that you will get over it.
On Girlfriends- I heard someone say “Ask a friend which dress you should wear and always wear the other one.”  Ask your mother what you should wear and trust that it is what looks best on you.
Your Mother is your best girlfriend.  She will never steer you wrong. Your success is her success.
On Partying- First and foremost, always be safe.  Bring a buddy and watch where you put your drinks.
On Drinking- DON’T DRINK AND DRIVE. Don’t be in a car whose driver has been drinking.
On Kids- Don’t have one until you are ready to forget about your own needs ENTIRELY. Diapers and feeding won’t be hard but it will be monotonous.  You will hunger for intelligent conversations and sleep. It’s this tiny little person you will fiercely protect in a way that you never thought possible.  You will crave for a dinner out with a “can’t wait to get away from the child for an hour” mentality, but later your need to get back won’t let you finish your dessert.
On Work- there should be a future in any position you take.  Whether it be owning the McDonalds you are currently flipping burgers for or running the firm whose mailroom you are just starting at…Always consider your positions a stepping stone to greatness.
On Charity- Dedicate your time to help causes that inspire you.  It will feed your soul and make you proud of yourself.
On Home- Keep clean and organized.  Clutter is a sign of chaos. A home should be your place for relaxation and peace.
On Health- Without health you have nothing. Exercise pumps those endorphins and can light you up. Eat well so you feel good.  There are consequences to everything you put in your body.

Looking back on this month, I know that I actually talk to my daughter now more than I did before she left.  She calls to ask me things. She calls just to say hi. She sends me photos. And best of all, we share HOW VERY MUCH WE TRULY MISS ONE ANOTHER.