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Of mothers, love, and death


My mom in yellow. She is beautiful inside and out. Tonight she cooked me a simple birthday vegan meal. It made a world of difference to be with her and my dad during the quarantine and my 50th birthday. The photo was taken four years ago, during my dad’s 80th.

Dear friends, part of this post is a bit unsettling, and all of it is deeply personal. But I have decided to post about this to help me confront one of my oldest wounds that still shake me up to today and hope that someone reading this who is in the same space would realize that it is possible to rise out of dejection. If you feel in any way the same and need to talk to someone, please reach out to me through my Skype at Shiela R Castillo.

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