In a world where conventional family structures often take center stage, the beauty of being raised by a single mother and grandmother can be overlooked. As I reflect on my journey, I realize how fortunate and blessed I am to have been nurtured by two strong mujeres who paved the way for my future.

Growing up under the guidance of these remarkable women, I realized the privilege and blessing it was to be nurtured by their strength, resilience, and love. Por ustedes, me pude convertir en una mujer sin miedo a triunfar!

Alongside my mother stood my Tita (my grandmother), a force of nature in her own right.

My Tita was a tiny yet strong woman with a heart as vast as the desert skies. She fostered in us the values of perseverance, dignity, and family above all else. Her presence was a source of strength, her wisdom a guiding light illuminating our darkest hours.

I was blessed to see firsthand the resilience and determination of my mother throughout my life. Even with the many challenges, she stood as a beacon of strength, love, and sacrifice illuminating my path. Every hurdle she overcame, and every sacrifice she made, was a testament to her boundless dedication to ensuring my well-being and success.

We called ourselves Las 3 Mosqueteras [The Three Musketeers]. In the face of any challenges, we always knew that together anything could be solved. From them, I learned the true meaning of courage, grit, and unconditional love that knows no limits. Their sacrifices laid the foundation for the life I lead today, imbued with gratitude and a deep appreciation for the beauty of resilience.

As Las 3 Mosqueteras, I was able to look up to a beautiful example once I became a mother. I was able to embrace self-love, goals, confidence, and most importantly, resilience. With them by my side, I was able to look up to the beauty of motherhood and the beauty of being a woman.

Now, as a mother myself, I look back on their journey with profound admiration and gratitude for my single mother and grandmother. I see the countless sacrifices, the sleepless nights, and the determination that shaped my upbringing. The memories and values embedded in my life, are now being passed to my children.

Let us not forget the beauty found in the strength of single mothers and the unwavering support of grandmothers. Their love knows no bounds, and their legacy lives on in the hearts of those they have touched. Let’s embrace the bonds between mothers, grandmothers, and daughters.