In memoriam

gloria.jpgThis picture was taken an incredible amount of years ago, in a calm October, in our first house in Bogotá. We were having fun in the backyard; my father taking pictures, my mother talking with him, my brothers and I playing around. I was climbing that big cherry tree that got loaded every December, straddling our neighbor’s wall, trying to make a bow and arrows out of the smaller branches of the tree, taunting and yelling at my neighbor, and jumping up and down with my striped pants and splotched colorful shirt.

She was this very happy lawyer, her title as doctor in cassation recently obtained. I was in first grade, my father HR manager of a big company. The memories of that life get mixed with the ones of my last years in Colombia, but small pieces get trapped in the photo album, the stories I hear, the things I dream. The days at school haven’t yet got any significance, my brothers are getting the idea of being social, and my aunts are late for something. Sometimes I revisit that place, that day in my memory, in my hopes.

There is so much in those eyes, that hair, that smile! At that moment I have two small brothers, which I consider crazy even to this day, my father is still smoking two packs a day, and I get my first ideas about politics since I am the only liberal in my school’s conservative environment. My mother, however, smiles. She knows that life is just a series of moments, and she is clearly enjoying that instant. She was wise, determined, brave. She used to fight with incredible tenacity, competed permanently, and was incredibly subtle, marvelously expressive.
There are some tape recordings of her, singing and reciting. Where are those?

That day tasted like cherries and ice cream, smooth as silk, languid and without hurries. We were at peace with the world, we enjoyed each others company, the family was complete, happy, hopeful.

This is a good memory. Love you, Mother, wherever you are.

6 comments on “In memoriam
  1. Liz says:

    That is a beautiful photo. It must make you feel so good and sad to see it. I’m so glad you shared it.

  2. Camilo says:

    Liz, thanks. Today is one year since her death, and this is a bittersweet day. Rainy day, perfect for introspection and reflection on what has happened during this time.

  3. Suzy says:

    I lost my beloved father and best friend two years ago. I know how hard the anniversary of his death is for me every year, and I can imagine your sorrow on the anniversary of losing your mother. Your courage and eloquence in expressing your feelings are inspiring. I hope that your memories of your mother bring you some comfort and even a smile or two. You are in my thoughts.

  4. JeanNINE says:

    She is SO beautiful! *Hugs* to you.

  5. nicole says:

    What a beautiful photo – it captures her kind soul – right through the eyes. She has an amazing aura about her. wow. thanks for sharing.

  6. Frankie says:

    I am surprised to hear about this article only until now, but as I say, it is never too late and appreciate having the opportunity to read the article and your thoughts. My cousin Gloria was indeed a very special person, and in my childhood memories I have many images of her and her life. Was fortunate to live with my aunt and all of my cousins in the same apartment, when all were young, single, and studying; sharing many experiences and also being there when she got married with your dad. I was a small kid studying third grade,and also very wild. I never saw this picture before but see it is a vivid image of her and also a very beautiful one, too. These are the type of memories I want to keep and when I think of her..this will be the image I will remember; her candid smile, and her friendly hand.

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