Abuela,

Life has its twist and turns its up and downs sort of like a roller coaster. 2,281 miles between us of just land and seperation but through it all you’re still with me through some type of way. Through baseball games and first dates you’re with me through it all the good, the bad, and the ugly.

Simplistic yet full of value. I carry it on big important days for me. Made of wood, string, and small black plastic beads yet it’s more valuable than anything I possess. Such a vast distance between us yet you’re with me everytime I wear the bracelet, Abuela. I lose it and and I look for it frantically almost if I had lost a limb. It has grown on me and become a part of me as the two years have passed.

Fragile yet caring I guess you’ve always been this way, Abuela. I’ve been told stories of you rocking me to sleep and watching me as my mom was in the hospital with my sister. I remember you asking me for help with your garage sales when I was younger and I would dread doing it in the 90 degree Los Angeles weather but I’d always help you or the times you’d tell me to sneak you food over after my mom was done cooking even if you knew the food was unhealthy for you. You’ll always be one of the most influential people in my life.

Hot humid day I was tired from my game and I woke up my mom was next to my bed crying on her knees. She told me the news. My world was shattered with the few words she told me. As the tears ran down my face I couldn’t believe you where diagnosed with breast cancer. I remember laying in my bed crying till I didn’t have any tears left. How could someone so generous and caring as you have the fate of getting such a terrible disease.

Few weeks passed and I got a call from you. The cotors said it was only stage 1 and they could give you treatment and surgery to get rid of the cancer. I was so happy that I didn’t have to lose my little old lady. I remembered all the memories we had in the past and th eones we just made in the past month when you came and visited. I was beyond happy and couldn’t wait to see my little old lady again.

Wood, string, and small plastic black beads something so simple yet more valuable than anything I have. Christmas is coming around which means I get to fly out to LA and see you again. I can’t wait to have your tamales for Christmas and to spend my birthday with you. Hopefully you get to see me get my diploma and graduate because that would mean the world to me. You’re the best Abuela in the world. I love you.