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Coutnernarrative of Mimi
Coutnernarrative of Mimi
Coutnernarrative of Mimi
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Mimi came up, as Andrew, my grandchild, heard his mom, calling me Mami, he began to
call me Mami too, with great dismay of my daughter, that just, couldn’t wait to be called mom, he
will call her something like a mumbling and to me clearly mommy. There was no way of Andrew
calling me other way and then he said MIMI I think that by mistake but it was a relief of the tension
of the "moms" there. And MIMI was born. I feel very comfortable being called Mimi and is like I
always was.
My friends and family commented, not in front of me, the roll I was taking been a grandma,
for them, it was unbelievable that I was so dedicated to them. For me it was like the continuation
of something that I had begun many years ago but with many differences. One of them, it was not
my daily responsibility.
When my life took a strange turn, my daughter was 8 years old my oldest was 16 and he
had a terrible car accident, they were going to cut his legs. To make this story short, I revolted
myself against that possibility and in one day's notice, I came to this wonderful country to seek for
a change on the outcome. I did! The price for this, was that I lost all, from my hair to the house the
money, the bodyguards, the dogs, everything, but my son is perfect and he is running bike
competitions all around the world. He did seven days in the Amazon and got one of the three prices
At the time, here in the US, and while he was in recovery of the one of the 36 surgeries he
went through; my daughter, Andrew's mom had to become the mother of my other two kids, I had
to work and she was cooking and taking care of them at home. She was 9 years old.
This is not exactly a counternarrative, but where it becomes, is where it begins the story of
someone that never imagined that could survive to one Tsunami of life and she did; we all do.