The Picciones: foundation layed

I never quite understood why your momma jokes were so popular. Perhaps it was because of my immaturity and selfishness. If people made fun of my mom I wasn't as hurt as if they were to make fun of me. However, now that I am older its completely different, go ahead and make fun of me but if you talk about my momma its on like donkey kong! And you better watch yourself too because I kill it at donkey kong. I say this because here in Argentina they have this misperception of American's being cold people. And I guess because we don't give kisses when we greet one another we don't love each other as much. It's very common for me to hear that we are cold people, and I always just agreed because what they described was all true. I don't want a share a straw with you, or give a kiss on the cheek to a stranger, or have someone be so close behind me in line I can feel their breath on my neck. I like my space and my comfort zones. Everyone does. Should we be taken out of them and be pushed to our limits, most definitely but when God requires it. If these things make me cold, well then I guess I am a cold person according to your expectations. But please don't get yourself confused because of your culture and their rituals. My mom loves me just as much as Argentine mothers love their kids. Just because we don't share drinks doesn't mean there is any less love in our culture.
So one incident recently that really got me angry when it shouldn't have was a comment I received from a lady saying that, it's different for my mom to be away from me because we are cold people. We aren't as family oriented as the culture here. Excuse me? If I'm not mistaken what she was saying was that my mom misses me less than Diego's mom would miss him because according to her my mom is cold and loves me less? Well, that's a slap in the face now isn't it? I took offense to this and decided that no one is going to talk about me like that, and definitely not talk about my mom like that. The lady obviously has never even met my mom because she would know that a cold heart is the furthest thing from my mother. Let me tell you a little secret about my family.
My family is so strong and will continue to grow even stronger because we don't run it, God does. My mom is able to let me go and live my life not because she doesn't miss me or love me any less, but because she knows that not only will I be ok in this world but she raised me so well and gave me to God. that I will not be a burden but a Blessing to those around me. A mother fears here children leaving when she is worried that they are not prepared. It will be easier to watch your children leave if you gave them the strength and confidence to be a great person. I don't mean that missing your kids is a sign of weakness because wanting your children around is a normal desire. I chose to move and stay here because let's face it, I'm a bigger pushover than Diego is. There was nothing my mom could do at this time to make me stay. We are going to move to the United States and there is nothing else anyone can say or do to make that family decision change.
Another thing, we are not moving anywhere permanently. I want to get my degree. It was something I was working hard for and don't want to give up after all I put toward it already. If after I get my degree we want to move back to Argentina, then we will move back to Argentina. We plan on playing everything by ear, and not our own ears. Does that make sense? When people hear this I get a lot of worry for Benjamin and our future children so let me clear one more thing up for everyone that was mentioned before but seems to get lost for some odd reason, its like people don't want to hear.
No matter where my children live, or what school district they belong to, or cultural rituals they pick up, they're main teacher will be God and after that is Diego and I. My kids will not be psychologically or social damaged because we move a lot. They will have the best foundation for life that it will not matter where they are. We are the greatest teachers and role models for our children and this will never change. The world is not going to raise our children, we are!
Well, next week I will definitely be posting nasty pictures of my pimply scabby face so this is your last warning to get out of here while you still can, until then, enjoy the beautiful fun Benji!

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