Deep in the core, pt 1
Hey everyone. I've had blogger for almost a year and I still don't know to work it. Literally spent a hour trying to change my little introduction. Aghh. Anyway I really never introduced my self in case you don't follow me on Instagram. I thought I might do that on another post. Today I felt that it was time to share some stories of myself before I became a mother. I won't sugarcoat so it might be a little raw. . . . Of course from the beginning, My dad (my heart) and my mother met in San Antonio years ago. My mother is from Mexico and my father is from Tehran, Iran. That is in the middle east right next to Iraq. I know right, crazy. Two people from opposites sides of the world meeting in a large city. Well fast forward they got married and had two beautiful daughters. I didn't understand at the time, I was around 5 years old, when my father left out of the country to visit my dying grandfather why I had a new "uncle" coming around the house. Well a...