𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐳. Even being born right next to the cruel and sick crime life never changed the charismatic and positive Mia who wanted to help change the messy world she formed part off.
Becoming a nurse at the age of 25 and joining her d...
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Walking inside the living room with my winter coat still on and my big fluffy scarf around my neck I watch as Julia runs in circles around the Christmas tree. Her laughter mixed with screams was what made me come running even before I could set the thousand shopping bags in my hands down. Carlos runs behind her, scaring her by telling her that if he gets her se la comerá a besos — that being a commonly used Spanish phrase that doesn't really have an accurate translation in English but means something like "eat someone with kisses".
"What's going on here?" I set the bags down while I also get out of my coat and scarf, Carlos and Julia's attention now on me.
"Mom, help! He wants to eat me!" Jude runs in my direction laughing and hides behind me. Her hands pressed against my back as she used me as a human shield against her father.
"Are you trying to eat my daughter?" Pointing accusingly towards my soon-to-be husband I try to sound scary.
"Maybe I am? What are you going to do about that amor?" Carlos mutters slowly moving in our direction as if he were his prey. A prey he plans on kissing and tickling until we can't no longer breathe. (Love)
"Maybe we will eat you first." And just like that as if Julia and I could read each other's minds we both walk in Carlos' direction surrounding him, then when we are just a few feet away Julia pushes him back — aware of the sofa that is just behind him — and he lets him fall in surrender.
"Ha, I got you!" Julia says throwing herself over her father and starting to tickle him everywhere.
I follow right behind her, jumping onto the sofa as I start to kiss every corner of Carlos' handsome face.
"Now what, big boy?" I whisper in his ear so Julia doesn't hear me and his laughter stops for a second to look directly at me. That playful smile I know damn well right on his face.
"Now this." He exclaims picking up Julia into his arms and holding her up into the air while still sitting down on the sofa.
"No, Daddy!" She laughs trying to break free from her father's hold. "Let me go!"
In reality, she loves it when he does that since he can't hold her much when standing up because of his prosthetic this is what they do.
"What do you think, Mommy, should I let her go?" He turns in my direction, Julia still hanging up in the air laughing and fighting him at the same time.
"Hmm, maybe not, I'm thinking we could share, what do you think, Daddy?" I smile mischievously, Julia looking at me as if I had committed the biggest betrayal.
"That sounds like a perfect plan." Carlos agrees placing our daughter in the middle of the sofa.
"Mom, Dad, no!" She tries to run but there's nothing she can do, as soon as Carlos sets her down we are already killing her with kisses. Her laughter getting louder and louder.
