My mother was a little 5 foot source of positive energy, happiness, and love. She was just a great person to be around as truly- she just wanted to live, laugh, and love with everyone that was part of her family, or just whomever was near or around her.
My mother is sweet. My mother is loyal. My mother is tough. My mother is hard-working, trusting, and nurturing. My mother was dedicated. She is dedicated to the people in her life and her career; a career that included, but is not limited to -the many children that came into her life, of whom she truly -in every definition of the word, loved.
She was humble. I say that because my mom was both a teacher, and for many years, a private help for families that trusted her with care of their very own children. Children as young as nine months old, all the way to teenagers. I know there are children that have known “Nubia” their entire life; some that are now young adults in this world. Which reveals to me that my mother, was a mother -figuratively, and at times, literally, to many children.
She literally had more pictures of other people’s kids around her apartment than pictures I could find of myself! We always laughed about that.
After many lessons learned from- and many years under the tutelage, care, and guidance of, the one man who literally changed our lives for the better- Mr. Howard Brock Hudson, my mother was able to share, use, and transform her love of children into a career in teaching.
She paid her dues and honed her craft at the now called Trotter Family YMCA, and continued her journey spending years at the Montessori School of Downtown Houston. Finally, she got her teaching certification and spent many years with the Independent School District, specifically The Academy of Accelerated Learning, where she taught second grade. This was all of course many years after she had already graduated from the Jorge Tadeo Lozano University in Bogota, Colombia with a degree in International Relations.
My family has around 15 members who have lived here for many years now, and my mother was the very first from our family to step on U.S. soil. Though she had help along the way, my mom opened the doors and paved the way for the family staple we have here today in the US. We of course still have my mom’s parents and some of her remaining siblings in Colombia, with us here today in spirit as we celebrate my mom’s life.
For my mother to have come to a foreign country, with a foreign language, as a single mother-alone, and still achieve all that she did and leave the lasting impression that she clearly has, speaks high volumes of her strength, courage, foresight, and leadership. I am so extremely proud of that.
It is that same strength, courage, foresight, and leadership attributes that I will carry with me for the rest of my days. I am so incredibly proud and grateful to be the son of Nubia Yanira Suarez Castro.
I want to thank my family for their support and love. I also want them to know that I love them with every inch of my heart and we will make it through this together and with an angel watching above. I want to thank my friends for their mere presence that showers me with love and laughter. I want to thank my beautiful girlfriend, Lori, who has been there as my rock, my strength, my catalyst to even breathe. Lori, thank you for being you.
Mama,
You have left a man that is prepared for the world. Who will continue to make you proud. A man, a son –that loves you and will represent, honor, and love you for the rest of his days.
Te amo con toda mi alma.
Tu hijo,
Dairo Rene Correa
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