I was born in a small town in Mexico called Camargo, and in 1963 my family moved to San Bernandino, California. I grew up with strong family values and lots of love, as my mom stayed home while dad worked.
In 1980, one year after graduating from Cal Poly Pomona University with a Bachelor of Science in Business Administration, I married the man who won my heart and was excited to start my new life.
Things went well for about six months, and then sideways after an overwhelming incident in one of our exchanges which broke my heart.
Two years into our marriage, the first of four sons was born. I quit my job and following my mother’s footsteps became a stay-at-home mom.
This decision to stay home catapulted our marriage into a chain reaction of unhealthy behaviors for the next 28 years. I lived in denial of my circumstances. The denial that I’d become my husband’s sugar mama.