My B-mom calls me ¨Hijita¨ - Spanish for ¨little daughter.¨
I call her ¨Mama 2¨.
Only once in a while do I hear her pray, and I love it. I don´t understand all she says, yet her words are gentle and sincere, her tone invoking reverance and awe. ¨Don´t forget our needs,¨ she prays...
I know God won´t forget them, and neither will I.