My son has lost his wife, Sheila. Their child has lost her mother.
After a long and complicated illness of uncertain origin, Sheila has passed and as in the image above, she has left this world for another.
As Roman Catholic, they held a funeral and mass, followed by cremation, with all members of the family attending. My son, grieving, mourning.
I can’t be there – they are a long way from Crescent City.
Sheila was a Peruvian citizen, as is Lucia.
Strangely, Sheila lost her mother at an early age, and Lucia suffers the same fate.
My son, a strong father and respected family member,
will continue parenting, loving, nurturing.
Together, they had hoped for a simple life in Cuzco.
The hope should not wane.
Perhaps I am there, with them.
We are ONE, after all.