Both of us were born in the Caribbean on nearby islands. I was born in Puerto Rico and Hector was born in Cuba about a year and a half later. We both left our homes for the United States as young children – Hector’s family left Cuba to escape the Castro regime, and my father took me to New York in search of a better life after we lost my mother to cancer.
Hector’s journey as a child included Atlanta, Georgia; Springfield, Missouri; and then Miami, Florida. My journey took me to Brooklyn and Queens in New York then to Miami, Florida. We first met when we worked together as teenagers. Hector left town for awhile and we reconnected after a chance meeting when he returned. We were married about three years later. It always amazes me how our journeys intersected after all of those moves and changes in our lives.
Our careers – his in the communications industry and mine mostly in the travel industry – provided opportunities to travel. Both of us loved travel and were open to moving to different places. We moved to Atlanta, Georgia and then to San Juan, Puerto Rico. During our time in San Juan we enjoyed many fun vacations throughout the Caribbean islands, which are still some of my favorite places to travel to.
Both of us traveled extensively to South America on business in the 1990’s. Hector also had a work assignment in Mexico City that required him to live there for 13 months. This provided another opportunity to travel during our vacations, this time throughout the beautiful country of Mexico. What made these travels especially meaningful was meeting and working with so many different warm and interesting people.
In 2001, we moved to Denver, where Hector had another career opportunity. We’d traveled several times to Colorado on ski vacations and had long wondered what it might be like to live out West. I left the corporate world to work in the non-profit industry, which was an important change for me. We lived in Colorado for eleven years and spent time exploring the west, an area that is also very special to us.
We adopted Angel in 2009 from the Peak to Peak Keeshond Fanciers Rescuein Denver along with her “brother”, who’d been raised with her, Rags. They were about 7 and 8 years old, respectively. Sadly, Rags, our sweet and loyal boy, passed away in 2011. We wish he was with us on our journey and miss him terribly.
Angel, like most rescue dogs, has been through a lot in her life. She spent a total of nine months first in a shelter, then in foster homes before we adopted her. She’s had some major health issues and several surgeries in the 5+ years that she’s been with us. Angel is a fighter and a fierce girl. She is now a healthy happy pup and a fun companion. We look forward to lots of joyful times with her on this journey.