My hardest goodbye leaving CA.
My aunt is the last of her sisters. She regales to me of the old days and I love listening. I’ve been recording most of our visits since I knew I would be leaving soon and I’ve gotten some amazing stories.
These hands have made many a tortilla, and meal. They were always more than a meal though.
I wish you could have seen us all together laughing, sharing, being laughed at. If you talk to any of them and they tell you something about me. Lies all lies.😆
She is the heart of her family and I’ve been lucky to have been included.
I can only hope going home that I can be half the heart of my home that she has been to hers.
This is love like none other.
My heart is heavy leaving her, but I know it’s time.