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A Modern Queen

When it comes to family values, how close are we to the Queens of our house?
My mother is the Queen at home. She has raised four children in her own throne without a king.. I see her as a modern Queen since she raised all her children, went to college, and has a professional job. There was a few prince charming's here and there, but none won the key to her kingdom. She achieved all this without a Kings help, but with patience, structure, and discipline.

Her throne relocated quite a few times. From Mexicali, B.C. Mexico all the way to Redwood City, California. We all followed our Queen. She will give us a task on our journey and we followed her throne. I was the first princess, but she calls me her Queen. I am her first daughter and her Reina. My sister Iliana came along, and she became the princess. A few battles in my mothers kingdom lead us to having the arrival of our prince Emmanuel. He came a  few years later.

After my Queen had her little army of children, we moved to another kingdom called Fresno, California. There we reached a new life, but still no king to share my mothers throne. Growing up, we all had issues following the orders of our Queen. I did not listen to my Queens religion, I had my own interest. I was the oldest Reina of her throne which meant the Queens rules where going to be strict on me. I never thought about it until now, but my Queen was though on me because she wanted to make sure I became a great Queen for my own throne one day.

My Queen had different challenges with every one of the members of her royal family. Somehow we all grew up and over came each obstacle. In my case, I grew up to be a strong Reina. I moved for college in Santa, Barbara, California. I was working in my education in hopes to one day establish my own kingdom. My first set of college finals, my Queen called me with shocking news. She was expecting a little princess to join our kingdom. I was happy, confused, and a bit grossed out. I did not expect my Queen to get pregnant after 40, but I guess she missed her Reina so much that she made a little replica of me. A few weeks later, Princess Iliana calls me with news, she is also expecting a little princess. I was once again,  I was shocked, but a bit disappointed. I had been raised under so much discipline, no freedom, and strict requirements' from my Queen. Knowing my sister got pregnant young made me feel like if everything I went through was flushed down the toilet. Eventually, I got over being upset at both Queen and Princess Iliana.

I came down to Fresno, California for a surprise visit on Mothers day weekend. Both, my mother and sister were not expecting me to come home to our small kingdom. Seeing both of them pregnant was a good feeling, because I knew our kingdom was going to expand. The prince charming of our kingdom was also growing up to be a man. Within a few months, both Princesses arrived our throne.

Princess Yadaih and Allison both came home within a month from each other. I was happy, excited, yet a bit sad. I was the Reina, the one to get the throne after my mother, yet I had no King or family. Princess Iliana was beating me in that department.

I moved on from my mixed feelings and on to another far, far, away land known as the bay area of California. I was three hours away from my Queens throne and came down ever other week to see the little princesses.  I journeyed on the land of work, college, and success. I gained a lot of self control, patience, and knowledge on what I want to do towards my own kingdom. I began to notice that I was missing my Queen, annoying prince, and adorable princesses of my kingdom.

I moved back home and continued my journey of education. I have a better relationship with my Queen, both have mutual respect for each others achievements.  My journey to possibly find a Prince Charming is limited. I have told my mother I do not want a prince charming, but I want a King. He will be mature, stable, and Ill be the only queen to his throne. I notice that both my Queen and I have a lot of things in common. We are both survivors of different circumstances, but we never gave up. Also, we both prefer older kings. My father was an older king and he is respected, loved, and always welcomed in our kingdom. Last but not least, we are both gypsies. We have both moved from far, far, away kingdoms' and still in search to find our land where we want to live happily very after.

I have grown to prove my Queen that I am the Reina she always wanted to represent her throne. Even if I do not have a king, I have a beautiful line of princesses and prince in my family who will always be united.

My Queen and her Reina.


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