Can I Tell You About the Night I Couldn’t Accept My Mother’s Flowers, Chula?

Can I Tell You About the Night I Couldn’t Accept My Mother’s Flowers, Chula?

I want to tell you about the moment I first witnessed my own struggle to receive. I was on a stage.

But let me back up.

I grew up in a servant-leader home. My parents were good, loving people who poured values into me every day. “Mija, siempre trata a la gente con respeto,” they would say. And just as often, “Mija, dale gracias a Dios por lo que tienes hoy.”

They were trying to teach me gratitude — that being thankful for what you have is how you open your hands to receive more. But my rebellious teenage mind heard something they never said. I heard: you are not worthy of wanting more. Don’t want more than you have.

That belief settled into my body and stayed for years. And without realizing it, I became a woman who only knew how to give — at work, at home, to my extended family, to my friends. Giving felt safe. Receiving felt forbidden.

The Bouquet

From the ages of 12 to 24, I was a professional dancer. One night I was the principal dancer, and I gave every ounce of myself to that performance — I wanted the audience to feel the story I was telling.

When we finished, the whole theater rose to their feet. A standing ovation.

And then my mom came up to the stage with a bouquet of flowers for me. A gift. A celebration. Her pride, in her hands, reaching toward me.

And my very first thought was, “No, Mom, don’t do that. I can’t be showing off in front of the rest of my team.”

I stepped off that stage and the tears came — tears that physically hurt my heart. Because I had just caught myself in the act. I had shunned the gift of receiving. I could not even accept a bouquet of flowers from my own mother on one of the proudest nights of my life.

That night is why I built this — the daily affirmations I use to rewrite that old story. Come receive them with me.

I’m Still Learning, and That’s the Truth

I won’t tell you I’ve conquered this. To this day, receiving is a challenge for me. So every single day, I say my affirmations out loud — words that remind me I am allowed to want, to be celebrated, to receive.

That daily practice is exactly why I created something for the mujer who knows this ache in her own body.

Hermosa, This Is for You Too

If you are the giver — the one who waves away the flowers, deflects the praise, insists “oh, it’s nothing” — I see you, because I am you.

You are allowed to stay on the stage. You are allowed to let your mother hand you the flowers. You are allowed to receive.

Come with me as I work on this myself. I’ll be honest with you the whole way.

Come receive the words with me — the ones I needed for years.

Recibe lo que te mereces, Chula. 💛

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