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November 19, 2013

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She's amazingly beautiful. And I love her ear. I love how you see the shadow first. I saw her lips, which are perfect. And those incredible eyes which are so sad, but not the less fierce for that.

Her eyes in the picture are asking for help... I wish someone had given it to her. maybe your life would have turned out to be different too.
beautifully written! keep it up!

I'm pretty sure, myself, that there is no answer. But there is the telling, and the telling well and fully (or as fully as one can find at any given moment of time).

Thank you for the telling, with admiration for the bravery to do so.

I wonder, mostly, in this piece of the story - about the teeth. How she lost them. Whether it was poverty or whether it was illness or whether she simply couldn't find it within herself to care for herself by caring for her teeth.

I also remember my mother's teeth in a similar way.

I love following this, Gaby. It makes me feel close to you even though you're not in California anymore. We share this "legacy," as you know, and you have provoked me to do some thinking and searching that I haven't done for a while. I've done this same thing, staring at a picture of my dad as if it could reveal new parts of him, turn up some bit of his character I might have forgotten or overlooked, extend the story that he (tried to) end(ed). Your mother was a beauty, as are you. But there is an unmistakable vitality to you that is part of your beauty. Your story is very different. I'm glad you're writing about all of this.

love,
Malena

I found this from a blog I follow. It is hard to read because it hits so close to the ache in my heart. My close family, grandfather (my beloved grandmother too) and uncle gave me this gift your mother gave you. The grief, the guilt, the pain, the confusion. My mother is not well now either, now I see she never was. I will have to read more. Thanks for sharing.

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