Macarena

Macarena, a vivacious beautiful young person.

She was dancing the Flamenco, at the age of nine, entertaining the friends and family gathered together to celebrate the birth of the new millennium. She was standing proud and tall while the small crowd cheered.

I have spent many more New Years’ Eves with the Rivera Rio family and I have seen Macarena grow into a young lady who is presently studying at the Medical University in Mexico City.

Even though her English is impeccable I like to tease her in Spanish, “cuando vamos a hacer el pan?”

A small group of about 5 or six girls, sometimes there are a couple of boys, come to make bread at my house. During the time we have to wait for the bread to rise, we play scrabble.

Now, Macarena has a boy friend. She brought him over for his first cooking lesson.

I knew she was a smart girl….