In the spirit of Patsy
December 28th is my mom’s birthday and I’ve been feeling bummed out about the whole thing despite having this enormous bundle of joy in my life – damn it, I miss my mother. But instead of moping, in the spirit of my mom, T and I are going to get all dolled up tomorrow and go out to dinner to celebrate mom’s birthday. My rubber band heart that keeps expanding and contracting wants to remember her in the spirit in which she will always remain in my mind – gorgeous, stylish and fun.
This is my dad and mom in Cuba before I was born. I was almost born in Cuba but in March 1959, Castro took office officially and we left (me in my mom’s belly), I ended up being born in Miami in May 1959.
