Goodbyes and Balances…
This is a longer entry than usual. I debated (a short debate) whether to break it into two entries or not and the "not" won out. Maybe I just wanted to "get it over with" since it was not easy to put on paper... One morning, not long ago, started with some news I had been afraid would come at almost any time. As I was getting ready to leave for my first morning class, the phone rang. I saw the name of my sister in law on the screen and, at this early time of the morning, the thought of some negative news immediately came to mind. Her voice was a little shaken when she said –“Rafo”, “your mom passed away last night”. I saw her last some 34 years ago, when she was given the opportunity to come and visit us ( my sister and I ), after 20 years of not seeing each other. This is the very high price paid by all who leave their homeland searching for a better tomorrow or because, simply, there is no choice. It often means the past is left behind, to be re...