Family Farm Daddy. Missed. Though 35 years gone. The root of the fruit that I bear. Mama. Still needed by the child seeking guidance in a grown-up world minus you. Big sis whose shadow covered me until I grew faith enough to cast my own Lil bro who laughed me through childhood and sprouted wisdom in a female-centered ring. Lil sis raised on a different note but whose voice comes dipped in what needs to be heard.
Nayeli. Most beloved precious gift. Who shines so brightly in the middle of my life and gives me reason to Be to Become to desire so much more of where I am and who I am so that I might give to you what Mama, Daddy Sisters, Brother gave to me Family.