Maria Candelaria Ortiz; Friend, Confidant, Companion, Mother.
She will be greatly missed, but she'll always be loved.
February 2nd, 1957-June 6th, 2010
Well everyone, I just thought I would stop by and actually post a journal, just to let people know that, while I may not say things often, I'm still here, poking my nose in from time to time.
My mother passed away early June of this year, after suffering multiple cerebral infractions. For those of you who don't speak medical, or understand medical terms, that means she had strokes in her brain.
As I write this, I'm still finding it hard to believe that, she'll never be around for me to talk to, never be around to hug me like she always does. And even now, I can feel tears prickling at the corners of my eyes. I miss her so much.
I thought that at her passing, I thought that I was going sink into this black abyss that I wouldn't ever be able to get out of. Yet, I find myself hanging on. I haven't let that darkness consume me. But I think it's because I can hear her laughter, I can hear her wise words to me. Every time I was ever feeling down, or when I ever lost sight of the positive things in life, she would say,
"Mijo, al mal tiemop hai que dale buena cara" which means "Smile in the face of bad times"
And right now, I cling to those words, like I used to cling to her when I small child.
As far as my art goes, I'm going to be taking a break from posting anything new, but that doesn't mean that I haven't written a few ideas down. So please bare with me.