For my last blogging of the year I decided to describe an
event that took place many times in my memory. This memory is very important to
me because it came true. I guess is true what people say if you really wish for
it, it might as well come true.
It happen a couple of days later after my birthday. I was at
my Tia Morena’s house her daughter and I had being singing along to Barney. When
all of the sudden my Tia walks in the room after answering the phone, and next
thing I know I am running toward my house. I remember that everything around me
was spinning and I thought for a second that I was trapped in one of those
cartoons were the characters never seem to reach the end of the road. In that
moment, while I was running, I tried to remember what my Tia had exactly told
me when with her phantom face like if she herself has seen a miracle happen in
front of her. Or like if she had seen into the future and witness the upcoming apocalypse,
told that my mom was back. In the moment, I wish I was a fly in the wall so I would
have seen myself turn into a phantom, not even worst probably. My feelings for
my mom had not vanished either evaporate, but replaced. In an instance around
of thoughts formulated in my head of how this person might look like after five
years. Would she recognize me? Or have I change enough for her, that we cannot
be related to each other anymore. What should I call her? These entire
questions invaded my mind, and then it hit me a branch of the front door tree. My
other Tia, my mother’s sister, had taken care of my brother and me since this
person went away. Her name is Blanca, but we always called her Loly without any
reasonable reason. As she opens the door for me, I immediately step into the living room making my way to the
dining room when I stop and see I shape, a figure that I am supposed to identify,
but cannot. The same figure goes up to me with tears rushing down her face and
gives me a big koala hug. Like one of those hugs that she would give me before
tucking me into bed. In the moment I realized that all the way home I was too
crying, but my tears were empty as if I was dreaming. Who was this lady who I am
supposed to call Mami?
