Greetings women community, it is a pleasure to share with you in this dynamic sponsored by @steemitblog and this time I will tell you who is the most important person in my life, I am Edioretza and I welcome you to my blog.

Emérita Mendoza is the name of the woman who 36 years ago gave me life, she is currently 74 years old, she is my pillar, my cane, my ally, my guide, my support, she is many things, she is my mother....
She was born in Colombia in San Juan del Cesar, my mother didn't meet her mother (her name was Rosa Mendoza) until she was 14 years old, when she went to Colombia to look for her and another sister of my mother (aunt Noris) ....

My grandmother Rosa and my grandfather (Alberto Mindiola) were separated and he stayed with the children of the marriage, they were three (Uncle Luis Alberto died recently at the age of 80 in the state of Zulia, my aunt Noris, 75 years old lives in Zulia, and my mother is the youngest of the three of this marriage, my grandmother had other children) my mother was raised by my grandfather's parents because he worked in the fields, until that age my mother had a quiet childhood, one could say happy, she was a child.... Everything changed when my grandmother Rosa went to Colombia to get them, she brought them to Venezuela, specifically to Maracaibo edo. Zulia and since then my mother never saw her father or her grandparents again, it was an abrupt separation, because that day as usual my grandfather Alberto was at work and my mother was in the care of an aunt-in-law, her grandmother was in Santa Marta....

The arrival of my mother was not a dream since her life changed completely when she arrived here, she only had the opportunity to finish elementary school, my grandmother put her to work selling fried fish, among other things, in spite of that my mother was obedient and a good daughter at 22 she had a son who unfortunately died a year later, at 25 she decided to leave my grandmother Rosa's house and traveled to Caracas where she lived and worked for some years, On working vacations she would go to Maracaibo to see her mother and sisters, on one of those trips she met my father who was National Guard at that time and was a partner of one of my uncles, with time they started a relationship and in a period of two years my older brother was born, they got married after this birth and came to the east of the country to Anaco where this beauty was born haha and my younger sister. .

My mom has had a hard life, she has had to deal with certain things, but that does not stop her, she is a tireless worker, she is kind, attentive, affectionate, but not sweet haha she has become accustomed to hugs for my son, she is always ready to help others, she resents lies and things done wrong and also she has a temper haha with the children because with the grandson is the opposite although sometimes she scolds him, but she is his most loyal defender, we love coffee, we are coffee addicts.

I admire her, she is my support at all times, she has accompanied me in every period of my life: my sadness, joys, achievements, disappointments, we have lived them together, she is my accomplice and we are very much alike, we have similar tastes, also good is that she is my mother, I have so much to thank her for, and she continues to help me because she gives me a hand with my son Sebas and he adores her always telling me "I am like my mommy", now that I am mom I understand each of her words, her anxieties and her fears.... She is the most important person in my life.... I love you mommy...

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