"Cinco de Mayo"

By, Cheryl Harwell Bailey

I grew up in Bakersfield, California.
 Can you guess what my favorite kind of food is? 
"Mexican" baby! 

 I am not blessed to have one drop
 of that fine Mexican bloodline,
 but I have a passion for much of the culture.
 Especially the cuisine.

I also love Mexican antiques, silver, decor, textiles, etc.
 I adore the romantic "Latin" language, the sassy music!

The greatest person I have ever known was a Mexican.
A tiny, elderly lady from Bakersfield.
"Sister Mary!"  She was someone I actually knew personally,
  right up there with the likes of 
"Mother Theresa." 

 I took my "Preacher" husband-to-be, 
to meet "Sister Mary."
 She walked us back to her little kitchen.
 As we walked past her lean-to bedroom, 
"Randall," called my attention to the wood floor.
 Beside her small bed, where two deep grooves.
Deep knee shaped notches, in the wood.
Talk about a "prayer warrior!"
The kind who made demons tremble.  

Okay! 
I can get my "Mac" soaked with tears,
 or finish this later.