Yaya is in Spain and this is what she wrote to me in her first email home.

“Mom, there are sooooo many hot guys here, im in heaven”

I wondered how it would have been, had I said the same to my mother.
The truth is, I could never say anything like that to my mother.. It wasn’t done. it couldn’t be done.
My mother was on a mission to save me.. from what I don’t know. She was so restrictive..so strict..(and I did everything to break free from the chains she tied on my ankles..)
My mother was never my friend.. She was enemy number one.. ( now those of you tempted to post a link or comment about mothers feeding their child and washing their butt, therefore can’t be called enemy, please don’t. I know what I went through !).
My mother  is the last person I would turn to.. if I need help.

I am Yaya’s mother.. I take my role seriously. But my role as a mother didn’t do a crash landing because my child told me that there are sooooo many hot guys here..
It didn’t mean that my child is a ‘flirt, fast etc etc’..or that I didn’t raise her well.. all it meant is that, Spanish guys are good looking and she is having fun.. and that she could talk to me without having to worry about how to censor the news..or what will my mother think..

I am Yaya’s mother.. I am also her friend..It isn’t always easy..But I try..