March 11, 1953 was a bittersweet day for my grandmother. She welcomed a child she adored, but she was told that her baby might not live. If she did survive, they said she would only be a burden. I am proud to say that my grandmother proved those people wrong. She never lost faith and she raised my Aunt Mena with all the love and respect she deserved. Mena has been a pivotal part of our family for four generations.
|1976 - Maryann, Tessie, Mena and Laura|
|My cousin Jaimie, Mena -Sometime in the 80's.|
|Laura, Mena & Gabby - 2012|
Today it has been exactly sixty years since Mena came into the world. Even though my grandmother left us long ago, her lessons stay with us. Not only is Mena no burden on our family, she is the glue that holds us together. In her innocence, she has taught us all the importance of unconditional love. Happy Sixtieth Birthday, Mena! You are the angel who watches over us on earth while Tessie watches us all from above!
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