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My Holiday Letter 2016


The year 2016 brought forth many challenges, and the lessons learned were pretty difficult, but we came through it, a stronger and a more united family. I want to share a few highlights of our year.

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Our nephew, David died at age 34 in his sleep, a person with diabetes and was not on any medication. He was a kind soul, left behind three children and worked hard to get his life back on the right track just before he died. It is never easy losing someone so young.

The Pulse Tragedy

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I watched the news in horror seeing victims carried out of the Pulse Night Club. An armed gunman entered the club opened fire with an assault weapon. My mind began to recall that our son JP frequented that club. Chills came over me thinking that JP was in that club, so I quickly started to text him, “ JP I need to hear from you as soon as you get my text.” Thank God, he responded, and that is when he told me about the death of his friends. He said that earlier that evening his friends spent time with him on a visit before going to the Pulse Night Club; they invited him along, but JP had a commitment with another friend going out for a birthday celebration. He later told me that he almost canceled with his friend to go with Drew and Juan. I was emotionally distraught thinking about all the lives lost in the name of hate and the realization of how close I came to losing my son. It was difficult for us and for many attending the funerals and the vigils; it was heart wrenching.

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Baby News

fb_img_1480284147011I became a Grand Aunt of two beautiful baby boys; Asa Caden of my niece Kisha, dad Glen and Michael Frangel of my niece Amanda, dad Frangel Anthony born within days

of each other. Wishing you all many blessings in the years to come.

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Growing Pains

Jayda, my beautiful granddaughter, turned 14. Where did the time go? It was just the other day I witnessed you being born. She is becoming quite a young lady, and we are so proud of her.

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The Election

The Presidential Election cycle was down and dirty. John’s fellow opponents used every dirty, disgusting trick in the book to discredit and malign him to no avail. As his wife, I was determined to stand firm against the evil doers, and if they are reading this? Beware!  God does not like ugly! He won the election, sworn in and is to begin his second term as a Florida State House of Representative for District 43 in Osceola County!

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Thanksgiving Eve Crisis

The day before Thanksgiving as I was about to cross the street I stepped down on the curb, OH MY GOD! Suddenly I hear a popping noise behind my right knee with tears welling up in my eyes as the pain was unbearable. My co-worker had to help me to my car; I thank God she was with me. I kept thinking, how am I going to drive home in this condition? By the grace of God, I was able to drive home by using my driving foot alternate with my non-driving foot. I was definitely in survival mode. My doctor informed me the injury might be a torn meniscus, an MRI scan completed and the results are pending. Wishing for a positive outcome.

Marriage News

Josh and Mary tie the knot. Wishing them many blessings as they embark on their marital journey. Always remember to love, laugh and talk it through no matter how difficult the situation.

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Life Lessons

My takeaways of the season are not to take those around you for granted, honor family, stay connected and show love, compassion, and caring whenever possible.

From our family to yours Happy Holidays!

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To My friends and Family of Facebook


 

There is a negative ad about my husband, and it is circulating Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. It is disheartening when your 13-year-old granddaughter contacts you to question why a bad picture of her grandfather is on her Instagram newsfeed.  She told her mom that she felt uncomfortable and confused!  She is a kid, and it is about her grandfather who she loves very much!

The ad brings up a dark time in our family life. John Cortes’s mugshot is on display in a video slide show making claims of having a history of violence, hitting me and punching our daughter. My husband has never laid his hands on me, and he paid for what happened to our daughter. We, as a family has healed, and we are much stronger for it.

John Cortes for those who do not know him? He is a good man, hardworking and there is nothing that he will not do for you. As your legislator, he has lived up to his commitment to being, “local, vocal and approachable!” He is an  Osceola County resident, and he will continue regardless of countless attempts by his opponents to discredit, malign him as an individual, candidate, and public official.  

John Cortes is running for re-election in the Florida House of Representatives, District 43. He has run a clean campaign, but, unfortunately, his opponents chose the latter.

I am disgusted, appalled that the candidates would go as low as dirt to gain votes and hide behind a PAC, which is cowardice! They took a dark season from our life and embellished it, spun it for their political gain, which its horrible and inexcusable!

Thank you,

Caridad Cortes

 

 


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Stories of my Father: My Grandparents


“Individually, every grain of sand brushing against my hands represents a story, an experience, and a block for me to build upon for the next generation.”
Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina

When I listen to music, I find myself reminiscing of the stories my father told, about his family. The type of father he had and with each story, you could hear how much my dad adored him. There was always this never-ending bond that came through his voice with every gesture and word spoken.My grandfather had died before I was born. As a kid I wanted to know more about him so, I would be mesmerized holding on to every word.

On this day my father spoke of his parents, my grandparents and the type of relationship they had. I could see the love in his eyes as he talked about them, although he never told us what kind of wedding they had, or how long their courtship was, I always had that curiosity. It was very much a mystery! I visualized it to be spectacular I was just a kid, but my imagination ran wild. In case you have not guessed it by now, I was kind of impressionable!

 I imagined their wedding to be beautiful surrounded by their loved ones in attendance. The day was sunny and bright, and flowers were placed to adorn every inch of the home where the ceremony was to take place. Her dress was a vision of loveliness, ivory in color with embedded delicate lace over satin and the dress flowed gracefully with her every step.Her light golden brown hair worn up in a twist with a french braid that wrapped around the crown of her head, embellished in baby’s breath. She wore pearl drop earrings with a matching necklace of small delicate beads.My grandmother was fair in complexion, so I imagined that she used a little blush and lipstick which made her lips a soft shade of pink. She wore her engagement bracelets and fashioned them with such happiness as she walked down the aisle holding a beautiful bouquet of white roses in anticipation of taking her vows. My grandfather stood with pride as she walked towards him in his beige suit with a single white rose in his lapel to be in harmony with his bride.That is how I envisioned it in my mind, a mere fantasy of what may have been. 

They lived in a home with servants and a nanny to care for the children. My father described that they lived modestly, but in a child’s mind, I envisioned them living well. 


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Happy Father’s Day, Pop!


Pop & me on my wedding day

Happy Father’s Day, Pop!  I am thinking about you during this special day honoring all fathers. There is not a single moment that passes with thoughts of you fluttering my mind. You were larger than life and you were not an easy walk but you were definitely a loving father.

You busted your butt for us, every night driving that yellow cab. I still remember you coming home with eighty stitches on your forearm. As the story goes, you were held up at knife point by some guy outside your favorite diner. You refused to give up any money and you fought back. I wonder sometimes, what passed through your mind? I cannot begin to imagine what it was like. It must have been very scary. After that horrific experience, you continued to go to that same old diner. My thoughts? You were either crazy or very brave I chose the latter.

As a disciplinarian, you were very strict and you know what? We turned out okay with a few rough edges under our belts which made us strong. It is amazing the things that you think of when you look back. I have plenty of good stories to tell about you, Pop. It will carry me through for years to come. Just know, we made it through and for that I am grateful.

I am all grown up now with my own family. I am a grandmother, surprised? You would love her, she is an exceptional young lady, very bright. I am truly blessed.


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A Mother’s Day Tribute


Mother’s Day is a time to reflect, a time to remember and honor all moms. I wanted to share a little something, and I am sure that it will touch your heart. 

As I think of you on Mother’s Day. Memories of you come through with a heart full of love and kindness in abundance.

Your spoken words always reached the deepest depth of my soul.

Because of you Mom, I am a person with good values and a person that truly loves those close to her heart.

Mom, my love for you is unwavering, ongoing throughout the span of time.

Happy Mother’s Day!

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Beware Of The Green Monster


Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don’t complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don’t bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live! ~Bob Marley

When it rears its ugly head, there is no stopping it. It is what I call, “The Green Monster.” What is a girl to do? You want to do right, but it can be very overpowering and at times can not be controlled. I am a woman with trust issues I must admit. It has been this way since I was a young adult. I know that the man I married loves me and will move mountains for me. When you feel this thing, this monster that gets inside your head. It is like you are temporarily possessed by thoughts and scenarios that are not true! You become accusatory, and before you know it, you are interrogating the man you love.  I am here to say, STOP IT RIGHT NOW! It will hurt you in the long run.

Self Discovery: Think about how you came to be this way. In my family, there was infidelity done by my father. I witnessed my mother look the other way, and she always would tell us, “I stayed in the marriage because of you, my children.” I felt a lot of guilt and in retrospect, as a child growing up I should not have inherited this type of burden. I loved my father, but I hated that he was not faithful to my mother. Hence, I believe it’s where it all began.

Self Recovery: Find the root of this evil and pluck it, before it ruins you and your relationship. I know I have received a lot of support from friends and family in the past. I have spent time searching within, and it is different for everyone that has experienced this. If it becomes out of control beyond family and friends, then seek additional support.  Destroy ” The Green Monster,” once and for all!

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I Need my Space!


How do you tell someone who you love that you need your space? I love my mother very much, but how did I miss this specific detail? The smothering! I love the company to a point but farther than that, “Hell to the NO!”
I do not mean any disrespect but whoa! It has been a difficult two weeks thus far. My husband’s father is in the hospital another story for another day.

I must come up with some plan if I am going to survive her living with us. Lord knows I have been praying. It is like she does not know how to spend time by herself. I look forward to my day; even my husband has an understanding of this.

I have not gotten any serious writing done since she has moved in and it weighs me down. I need to write!

When company comes over, it is all well and good, but once they go home, they go back!  Since she has been living with us, it has been very challenging.

I feel guilty even writing about it, but this is my venting time. Alleluia! She finally went to her room.

I have my alone time.

Trying to see the light of things!