I came to this country at the very beginning of 1999, and I met Cindy in
May of that same year. We met because my cousin Diego, called his friend
Kori and asked her if she knew anyone who was looking for a roommate.
Kori told him about Cindy and that she was looking for one.
Over the weekend, at noon on Sunday, I went to look at Cindy's apartment
in Woodside Queens. I liked the apartment and Cindy agreed to let me rent.
Cindy was hungry and asked if I like spicy food, that there was a restaurant
only a block from the house. I said yes, but I really don't like spicy food,
which Cindy was soon to find out.
I'll never forget how I hated this food which set my mouth on fire. Cindy
was laughing because she knew I didn't like it. At that moment looking at
each other across the table, I think we both already knew that we were made
for each other, there was something about Cindy that was different.
After our "spicy" encounter, we went to a bar and sipped a couple of drinks.
We decided to visit with Kori in Manhattan. Kori, Cindy and me decided to
go out for dinner at Cafe Bianco. After the order was placed I ran and
bought one rose for Cindy and one for Kori. We really had a great time that
night and after leaving Kori, we kissed for the first time. It was wonderful.
I have never stopped kissing Cindy, everyday we were together, and even
now in my thoughts.
We were married on August 6, 1999. We were really happy and I love
Cindy more than anything in this world. She was wonderful. There are no
words to explain what kind of person she was. She was everything for me.
She was a wife, a girlfriend, a friend, a partner, a teacher and anything you
September 24, 2001