In another world mi Mama does not become my Mother.....

(An adaptation of a poem by Mae S. )  and an ode to my Mom.

In another world mi Mama,  does not become my Mother..... 

She never meets my father.

They never create the chaos that they lived in 

I don't have my siblings, and I do not exist. 

In another world, my mom never leaves her hometown, instead, she marries the man who would save her from the world she has lived in.

He provides for her abundantly and treats her like a queen. She deserves that. 

She continues to grow within her passions and love of life. 

She goes out, dances and enjoys her friends. 

She becomes a professional and gets to dress up every day and goes to a fancy office. 

She never becomes a housekeeper, who continuously struggles. 

In another world, she ends up having one child who she is able to show up for fully, whole and complete. 

In another world, I do not exist. 

My mother is not my mother and she gets to live her life instead of simply survive. 

Honestly, I am OK with that dream because I have seen her struggles and I know her pain.