Saturday, June 4, 2011: Hi Sam! I can’t wait for the day where I do not have to write these posts anymore. Another Saturday came and went in a flash. Of course everyone was watching us like prison guards. I was reminded of something Alicia told me in court a couple days ago, Maria Guadalupe Tenorio Toledano (AKA Lupita Tenorio, Marsha Tenorio) just looks like an evil person. You can see it in her face. It’s amazing to me how someone who offers nothing positive to the world or her family can be such a destructive force. That blows me away. Then again if she had any decency in her, she would not be such the destructive force she is.
We had an awesome Saturday in spite of the obvious challenges. Every one sleeps in and eats breakfast when most people start lunch. I am never invited to eat with you unless Adriana Coronel Tenorio (AKA Adriana Howitt Coronel, Ari Coronel, Ari Coronel Tenorio, Ari Howitt, Ari Howitt Coronel) is around. This is why you are so amazing. You strongly insist that I still sit with you whether I am eating or not. It must drive them nuts to see me sitting at the table with you.
It’s been several months since Omar Mireles Martinez has seen his own family. No joke. I find the timing of his arrival interesting since they showed up back in December after the courts enforced my parental rights allowing me to see you again after Adriana ambushed me and had me thrown into a Mexican prison. So all this was on the heels of the situation that Adriana created last August. I find it funny that Omar has never left. His family came out for Christmas and left in January. He has not seen them since. Make what ever inference you want from that.
On another note Adriana was unusually nice to me Saturday. She saw that you and I were having a great time as we always do and decided to butt in. You created this elaborate spread with blankets out on the patio to have a picnic with me. You brought your art supplies outside and even cut a piece of my hair to keep with you. Then you gave me a facial and a made a special welcome gift for coming to Samy’s Spa. You were absolutely adorable. At 5-years old and to think of details like sitting in the hammock under the trees because it’s more conducive to a spa setting, with sea shells and candles. I know I would have never thought of that.
As the time went by, little did we know the sun had melted your crayons that were on the blankets. How were you supposed to know that could happen? Apparently Maria Guadalupe and Adriana thought you should know that. I defended you big time because it was clear they were overreacting, as usual. I get it, crayons are made of wax and in the sun they have no chance. Not a big deal to clean. In fact, do it right and you have yourself quite the colorful home made candle. Crayons are also inexpensive. I could always buy you more. So…
From there Adriana complained that your room is never clean, and not just cleaned but immaculate like a museum. I explained to Adriana that a room for a 5-year old will never stay that way. Her expectations were way too high. A clean & tidy room is one thing, but immaculate? No way. Again, not surprised she was making it a big deal. I sensed that you knew I was on your side. Not that I was against Adriana. I was just trying to talk to her about adjusting her expectations a little bit.
It’s humbling to see that you want Adriana and me to get along somehow. I think this journal speaks for itself Sam. I don’t know what will be possible. Adriana holds most of those cards as to how long and/or how ridiculous this continues to be. And as you know she refuses to do what is best for you. She thinks all of the chaos she created will go away on its own. Life does not work that way. I wish it did. Wednesday is fast approaching, alas another court date in Mexico. This is the judgment of the criminal case. Several months ago Adriana said she would drop all this garbage yet we are still dealing with this. My fate, our fate, is in a stranger’s hands for something I did not do. I wake up most days not wanting to believe all this has actually happened. The reality is that it did happen. So here we are.
Thank you for an amazing Saturday Sam, as always. You are always in my heart and on my mind. This has been the most difficult time in my life. There are a lot of days when I wonder how all this is going to come together. I wonder that right now. We are not done fighting, not by a long shot. We’ll see what happens on Wednesday if I do not have a heart attack first.
I LOVE YOU SAM! KISSES!
