I have a tendency to get really excited over certain things
like for example
after watching Prince William and now Princess Catherine say their “I Do’s”
I became fascinated with the idea of Royalty and the Monarchy
So I read and I read…
and I read some more
anything and everything about the Royal Family.
My dad always says DNA and genes are so powerful,
and I believe him, especially since he too, obsesses over certain things [all things]
I went on a journey through my own family history
trying to discover if we have Royalty of our own…
family myth has it that my great-grandmother, Himilce Esteve was a far off descendant of Queen Urraca of Leon and Castile
but it would be near impossible to prove, since Queen Urraca was born in the year 1079.
so I gave up the idea that I could possibly be a princess, but then I thought…
I already belong to a Royal Family.
We may not live in castles or wear tiaras. We may not be the head of a country.
We may not have the attention of the entire world
or have any one famous like Posh Spice, attend our weddings, unless you consider the future Mayor of Miami-Dade County [which I know, pretty impressive]
But what I do know about my family is that
they are incredible, and so this takes me back to my point about obsession
I have a HUGE obsession with my family.
Just the other day someone said we are 50% of our siblings
which first scared me [if you know my brother, you understand why I would be frightened]
but then it intrigued me.
The idea that we are all so interwoven.
All sharing DNA. Being a direct creation of our parents, grandparents, etc.
We share something that no one else in the world shares.
I have heard it said that there is no other love than the love for your child.
Time and time again, they’ve said you’ll understand once you are a parent.
Or how about blood runs thicker than water.
And I know I won’t completely understand the love of a parent until I am actually a mother…but let me just say
I have experienced that specific kind of love
because of the love I have for my baby cousin. and yes, she is still a baby in my eyes.
Don’t let these pictures fool you
she is still my baby.
She is my princess and I adore her.
So whether or not we are Royal? I say absolutely.
Because the love I share with my father and mother, my brother, my Beba, and the rest of my family is royal.