Even When Captain of Ship Has Passed, the Ship Will Stay Afloat


Progress in the face of adversity requires both perseverance and hope.


When all you have is Prayer…Balloons show up

April 11th, 1997. That was the day that my mother, Alejandrina, died. I was 34 years old with a husband, a mortgage, and 2 sons (a 3rd on the way), and my mother, the light of my life, the captain of my ship, the sole woman that had kept me in line for my entire existence had just perished.

What was I going to do?

How would I survive?

Who would be there to give me sound advice and the unconditional love I had only known from her?

So how did I get here 19 years later?

I persevered and have since celebrated 19 Mother’s Days without a living mother to celebrate.  There were 38 semi-annual check-ups at the doctor’s office without a mother to call afterwards just to soothe her illimitable worry that her daughter isn’t healthy.

How did I manage to deliver two more babies since her death, raise my 4 children, and find peace after a failed marriage?

It is simple…believing there is something greater than you can give you immense strength.  For me, relying on God was the answer.  Regardless of religious or spiritual beliefs, having faith in something bigger than you is powerful.

Josi Gago's motherOn the day that my mother died

On the day that my mother died 19 years ago, I remember vividly the prayers that went out to her and our family for months, even years. I remember getting phone calls from people that I had never even met telling me stories about my young mother in Cuba.

I would just smile along when they showed up at my doorstep with baskets of homemade goodies along with wishes for a better tomorrow. The collection of flowers and the 28th bouquet that I received that week filled my heart. All of them had one thing to say: God Bless and we send you our prayers.

They all mentioned something about the Lord or something about the angels watching over my family or the fact that my mother was surely in Heaven. Most people that my mother associated herself with believed in the power above and it was very evident.

Now, I don’t know what you believe or don’t believe in, but I have immense faith in my Lord. My belief has gotten me out of plenty of enormous hardships as well as miniscule bumps in the road…there is nothing too big or too small that can’t be resolved through prayer.

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Josi Gago
Josi Gago…Traveling Her Yellow Brick Road was born in Coral Gables, Florida to Cuban parents. Living in Haiti as a child was one of her most memorable experiences. Returning to Florida as a teenager, she married and had 4 children. During her 25-year “corporate grind’ in banking she found herself lost when her position was eliminated and she divorced after 23 years. She learned to make margaritas out of lemons, worked on herself teaching yoga/meditation, and owning a juice bar. She also learned that toxic relationships slowly kill your spirit and she found her voice. Today, she is back in corporate banking but this time on her terms. She lives in Weston, Florida near her three grown sons and is preparing her youngest daughter to begin college next year.