Lessons, Laughs, and a Few Vanishing Acts: A Story of the Men Who’ve Shaped My World
Spending 12 years in an all-girls Catholic Opus Dei school, I grew up surrounded by whispered prayers and life lessons centered on saints (thanks Saint Anthony, Saint Jude, and Saint Joseph). The real-life men I’d later encounter were less saintly, more complicated, and infinitely more entertaining (sometimes unintentionally).
But before all that, there is my grandfather, George. A man whose wisdom, humor, and unshakable love are a constant in my life. George isn’t just a grandfather—he’s a storyteller, a philosopher, and the family’s unofficial CEO of good advice. Whether he’s sharing tales of his youth, cracking jokes that leave us in stitches, or reminding me to find joy in life’s simplest moments, George makes everything feel a little brighter. His love for family, his endless curiosity, and his ability to see the world with both kindness and clarity are lessons I carry with me every day.
Then, of course, came the colorful cast of men in my life. There was the master illusionist—let’s call him “The Great Vanisher”—who could conjure dreams out of thin air only to quietly slip away before the credits rolled. If disappearing acts were an Olympic sport, he’d be on a cereal box. Then there was the passive-aggressive performer, whose backhanded comments and subtle jabs were always wrapped in a disarming smile. He managed to turn every conversation into a tightrope act where I balanced my patience against his need for control. My empathy was his stage, my patience his audience—a performance I was happy to end early.
But amidst the chaos, life gave me a gift: my brothers from other mothers. These magnificent male friends have shown me what loyalty, kindness, and unwavering support look like. They’ve made me laugh until my stomach hurt, stood by me in my darkest moments, and proven that not all heroes wear capes—some wear sneakers and bring goodies (I mean snacks 😉).
And finally, there are my girlies—my life sisters. These incredible women are the backbone of my world, constantly demonstrating that ovaries are braver than cojones. Their strength, resilience, and unwavering love are proof that sisterhood is the ultimate superpower. Together, we’ve faced life’s toughest challenges, and we’ve come out stronger, funnier, and a little more glitter-covered.
So here’s to my grandfather, the men who’ve been lessons, the friends who’ve been blessings, and the sisters who’ve been lifelines. Life’s a stage, and while some exits are pursued by a bear, others are simply the punchlines to our ongoing comedy. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Graciasss por leerme🙏🏽
Génesis 😽❣️
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