Baby steps…

I am a few short weeks of turning 30 and I look back about 25 years and I think to myself what ever happened to that sweet little girl. Well, she is all grown up now and let me tell you I am ready to tell my story but before I do that I want to give you a little background. I grew up in Chicago and was raised by both parents, father born in Michoacan, Mexico and my mother in San Antonio, Texas. I am the oldest of three sisters, sad to say no boys, so growing up my dad and his brothers taught us the hard work of playing basketball. Let me tell you, it was no fun having braces as a teen, I had trouble catching fast balls so I always had bloody lips when playing. My dad was super strict growing up, but was always involved in everything I did. He was there for me, I believed he loved me…

Please share some background of yourself, I like to know who is interested in reading my life journey as I want to learn about yours.