I grew up in a religious Hispanic family. Our heritage has many traditions, which my family still follows today. As a little girl my mother would tell me about her special day when she turned fifteen, she would called it a Quinceanera. Typically, in a little girl’s life, turning fifteen is one step closer to becoming a young woman. This celebration brings family and friends together to celebrate and make memories. I can remember my mom started planning when I was just fourteen. Everything needed to be considered, from what church, guest list, menu, and music.
When I was little my mother shared stories with me about her Quinceanera and how she could not wait to turn fifteen. My mother told me she felt like a princess. I could hardly wait to experience that same feeling. I would listen to her describe everything from the napkins to the beading on her dress. I knew that someday I would wear a beautiful dress just like my mom, and make memories to pass on to my daughter.
Traditionally, a family’s religious belief is to complete your confirmation through the church for your Quinceanera. Confirmation usually is the growth vital to human life; the body and mind must grow to stay alive. Catholics believe that the soul also needs to grow to maturity in the life of grace, just as the human body must grow through childhood, adolescence, and adulthood. Though the hard struggles and perseverance, I completed my confirmation. Being confirmed in our family church gave me a sense of belonging. By completing my confirmation, I was now one step closer to becoming a young lady and experiencing my Quinceanera, just like my mom had described to me several years ago.
Today was the day I started planning for my big day. I had dreamed of this day since I was a little girl. I had done some traveling in the past, but today we were traveling to find the perfect dress, one like my mom described to me. I would imagine walking into my party with everyone’s eyes fixed on me, and...