![]() Not to sound cliché, but out of bad things, good things are born. In my case, the worst thing to ever happen to me was the death of mi madre- my beautiful mother. When she passed away, I thought I would die too. My grief was so profound that I could not look in a mirror without seeing her in my dark eyes. I picked up the phone to call her, constantly! But I could not call her. She was gone and I was lost. I was orphaned. I was an adult but I felt like I had been abandoned and nothing, absolutely nothing could soothe the aching and longing in my soul. Then something happened. I heard her voice in my head. "Muchacha! No, té dejes apagar!" I got up off the sofa, grabbed my laptop, and started to write. I first wrote her a letter. I was so broken, so lonely, so consumed by loss, that I was angry at her. The next day I began to write my memoir. I wrote the dedication first because I knew what I was going to write and to whom... Mami y Papi. So, my lifelong dream of writing and publishing a book happened almost overnight. Three books later, I released the second edition of that memoir. Only this time, I hired an editor! My mother died and my dream of being a published author became true. No. It did not come true. I cried as I wrote. As I unraveled, I began to deal with my grief and the result was a beautiful homage to my parents. The bravest souls I will have ever known... Rolando y Francia Paz. Use life, the good and the bad, as a springboard to make something beautiful, to help someone else, and to live on as best you can.
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9/13/2020 06:50:01 pm
What an inspirational story!
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