I always say that becoming Miss Latina World is a blessing and a curse. Yesterday was my second year being a part of Fandango and my first year doing so as Vice Chairman. Before my title, I considered myself a giving person. Becoming Miss Latina World, I felt the need to be active in the community and do as much as possible to have a legacy that would make my family, friends, and one day my children proud. And I can honestly say, that’s how it all began.
Yesterday was a reminder of how much my life has changed. For the first time in my life, I feel like everything makes sense. While walking around the room of hundreds of people saying hello and thank you, I had an old man tell me something that solidified my feelings of content. He had to have been in his 80′s and while his hand shook and his cain wobbled, he said to me, “You’re the most beautiful cowgirl I’ve ever seen. And I wish there were more young women just like you.” We had a short chat and then he talked to me about how he never sees young women doing work like this.
The remainder of the night I had several other board members tell me the same thing. I’ll admit joining Guadalupe Home was intimidating, since I was new and also significantly younger than everyone. Since then I earned their respect, became Vice Chairman, introduced my amazing cousin to help as well and can honestly say they each have a special place in my heart. And so does Guadalupe Home.
Next month the Parade of Kettles campaign starts and I’ll have another month of trying to support another wonderful cause. Even last week when I picked up my kettle I met a homeless man who was eating a meal that The Salvation Army had given him, and I knew this is where I should be. Meeting people less fortunate, knowing you’re doing at least a little something … it’s so rewarding. Even though I’m in school full time, working part time, and have less to give, I know my extra effort is still just as important. If only I could do more. Until then, I can just do what I can.