But as a little girl, the first time I felt like an adult was when my dad, my mom and I were in San Antonio. And Christy, my cousin, and I were upstairs with my mom, and she was taking her time getting ready, like moms do sometimes, and she decided to let us go down the elevator in the hotel to see my dad. Now, we had never been down an elevator before alone
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:38
That's such a great moment. I love how specific it is and how something about an elevator, being in an elevator alone, it is really adult and I guess I had never thought about that until now. But that's so sweet. I could even see like a short film made out of that. Trying to be very serious and very proper in the elevator. And so sweet. Your parents both looking out for you. It's great. I love that. Thank you for sharing
It mattered so much that you are sharing it now as an adult, but realizing that it was actually that moment in your youth where the wheels had begun to come off and you were stepping very carefully but being willing to embrace this new phase of what it meant to be you. All the while, your mom and dad watched that glass elevator and let you take those steps. And you won. You did it. I appreciate that story so much