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Hooray! It's Cinco De Mayo! A time that Mexicans and non-Mexicans celebrate! Celebrate what? Why the Fifth of May of course! That is the literal translation of Cinco De Mayo.
Cinco de Mayo, or the fifth of May, is a holiday that celebrates the date of the Mexican army’s May 5, 1862 victory over France at the Battle of Puebla during the Franco-Mexican War. The day, is also known as Battle of Puebla Day.
You can read more about the Battle of Puebla here. But heres some basics as it pertains to this blog post (cause yall know they are never what they seem right?)
The vastly outnumbered and poorly supplied Mexicans, led by Texas-born General Ignacio Zaragoza, fortified the town and prepared for the French assault. On May 5, 1862, Lorencez gathered his army—supported by heavy artillery—before the city of Puebla and led an assault.The battle lasted from daybreak to early evening, and when the French finally retreated they had lost nearly 500 soldiers. Fewer than 100 Mexicans had been killed in the clash. So, May 5 represented a great symbolic victory for the Mexican government and bolstered the resistance movement.
So anyway, a day to celebrate this pr just have a reason to eat tacos and drink margaritas.
Not so much for me...
You see one year ago today, I was preparing for a mini Cinco De Mayo celebration when I was blindsided first thing in the morning with lies, hatred, filth, and unfortunately truth. Truth that people are never what they seem. Truth that someone I considered an intelligent and classy lady, someone I respected and looked up to had chosen to believe these lies... long story that I'd like to forget and it just kept getting worse and worse as the month went on.
As much heartache that followed couldn't amount to the relief I felt in walking away from a fifteen year career... it wasn't easy but to not be the scapegoat... that felt GOOD... stressful but good.... plus hey, they basically broke up with me doing me so so wrong.
Which leads me to today. Today walked into a catered breakfast served by my bosses and leadership team. I helped various staff members today in different situations, sat in a meeting, spoke to familes... and never ONCE was I disrespected, disregarded, or dismissed like I DIDN'T MATTER.
Because I matter.
People matter.
Truth matters.
Respect matters.
HAPPY CINCO DE MAYO. Certainly very different for me today than one year ago. Certainly two different days with two different memories, neither of which I will never forget.
Peace and Blessings,
Amanda
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