My family has been in my life since day one My parents refused to put me in a nursing home and they raised me like any child. My mom sat on the floor with me and taught me how to read. I loved my chalk board and my magnetic letters. 
My dad is hella funny. I always loved when he threw me up in the air. I loved taking walks around Mills College with him because my mom taught Spanish there. I think I got my style from my mom; my father has no style. I did get the writing gene from my dad. I remember when my dad and I used to trade insults and we still do, texting. Sometimes we do this sitting five feet away from each other.
Becky, my oldest sister, taught me to appreciate music. I loved hearing her play Latin jazz. 
My sister Vicky has always been like a second mom to me. We would bake chocolate chip cookies and go shopping. Last summer she saved my life. She dropped everything and ran to the hospital. I thank her every day.
Becky married a cubano named Manolo 
and they have two boys. Alex is 19 and goes to NYU. Danny is 13 and in Jr. High.
Vicky married a man named Lars
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nd their son Max is almost seven. He is such an incredible kid! He’s my man for life.
I love all three of my nephews, but Max is special. He helps me out. We have excellent conversations. He asks me a lot of questions. In San Diego I had most fun with him. He dragged me to Legoland, only because I love him.
FAMILY IS #1!
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