Here is just a minute of my background: I was born to a beautiful teenager who just happened to be a professional dancer. She left her home in the Amish area of Ohio and joined a small circus, where she met and married my father, a Mexican trapeze artist. He moved her to East Los Angeles, where she lived with his Spanish speaking family that spoke as much English as she did Spanish. Obviously, this was a doomed marriage. Besides the fact that my grandparents were searching for their teenage daughter, my mom had had enough of sun, sea, tortillas and goats meat.
As soon as she filed for divorce, we were on our way to Ohio. Now, at less than a year old, I was the one who looked totally out of place - with my black hair and chubby Mexican features and skin coloring. So, long story short (meaning I am leaving out some soap opera details, a little over a year later, we ended up in Chicago where my mother started working in the nightclubs as a Tap Dancer - yes Tap Dancer! This was the 50's - the days of criminals and burlesque clubs in Chi Town. She was billed as the Only Tap Dancer who worked in the clubs. My mom was beautiful, movie star beautiful.. and I was her little Mexican baby..
I never, ever looked like my mom, nor could I, no matter what effort I put into it. Am I feeling sorry for myself.. over the years no, yes, no, yes, no, no, yes and finally NO!
I have done this to myself and by george by the first of the year - 2013 - I will be looking like someone else. ME, the ME I once was and the ME I know I can be! Hopefully you will follow my journey with me.. It will be a roller coaster ride for sure! I will need the encouragement, if you feel you want to throw it my way:)
