My mother ...
My breathing small dust storms lifted my nose scraping the ground. The arm of a boy my age , just 6 years, got caught in my neck and my arm did the same with yours. Everything hurt but suspected him too. He listened to the cries of the classmates who made bets and shouting in support of either of the two . We had 15 minutes to show street fight that seemed to street circus and all the fun. We stick to fall everywhere entangled in the dirt road and right there with little viewing angle suddenly appeared , generating a sudden silence , the face of my mother. Nobody gave anyone, but the two took a break and we hear his voice I wonder you provoked the fight? No! Answer troubles . He immediately stood up and said a quiet voice milletthen fight back ! This was , no one had more conviction even when she was wrong. His strength was impenetrable. It never got public relations or white lies . Never caused a good first impression but eventually ended up wanting it all and above all admiring his way of being and wanting to be a bit like her.
Never heard from the mouth of my parents phrases like " YOU HAVE TO WIN" or " YOU HAVE TO GET FIRST" single was sent to me to witness the so many times he won the battles to life until death took them . I saw them beat the budget again and again since I attended the reason ever seen and ever more implausible methods without complaint . Never saw them claim to be better than anyone but I never saw anything made before or sold to anyone and always ready to fight. When the salary did not reach vi old transistor radios sell for fertilizers in Guatemalan villages and make of motorcycle collectors until a truck slammed and nearly took their lives. All their savings were to give the hospital and start again. Never ceased to be even what was not good they were. The uncompromising stance made her know my sisters and me that they had no agreements or negotiations . So they were and would remain so for something called conviction and always results in the strength of their cubs.
Today, in the saddest night of my life I saw before my eyes from the more outspoken , strong woman I met. I did not find an equal or movies or on the Macondo magical realísimos you go if you had women with strength. My parents took them an evil that attacked them just the brain, perhaps worn both dream one day convulsed the only body that could fail them because they had heart too big and strong to give up .
My mother I was a few hours ago before my eyes in unexpected ways but just as she wanted it to happen . Days before , took me to where my father rests and pointed me exactly where I wanted to be three days and already into company. Since my father lacked , mentioned a thousand times, wanted nothing more than to be with him. No right to be later, but I hope in the uncertain there would be a place where one more kiss . Just one more kiss to reach them for many deaths with the same possibility.
Ms. Mimi , I imagine young again. Climbing mango trees and coconut sticks up as easily as you just had. I want to see you again happy because since old was your happiness bursts were scarce . I miss Mimi , although you better come to the old company of so many who love you but do not condemn us to see more . I will never sing a song , I promise , so that from today we sing the Don Ricardo that we all know, the better I sing.