A good friend’s mom passed away. Scratch that. A great friend’s mom passed away. I just got the news, and it made me so sad, and scared, at the same time. Sad, because I wish her well so much, we’ve been through a lot, working and dancing and laughing together, and I don’t want her to suffer from the loss of the priceless thing of having a mom, in my view the most precious thing we have after having a child. And scared, because I never want to be in her position, and to hear such news. I’ve already had the moms of three of my best friends pass away. Two of cancer. And I just try to chase away the creepy thoughts I get in my head of the possibility of losing my own. Don’t we all avoid thinking and accepting inevitable losses, because the pain of just thinking, is unbearable?
So here I am, in my hostel room in San Pedro, the Chilean girl on the cot right above my head trying to sleep, while I am typing forcefully, and sobbing at the same time. But I can’t stop, it’s the right time to write. I have been following the fight with cancer of my friend’s mom closely, even from far away, though I just didn’t expect the news. I did, however, feel extremely bad on the 11th and 12th. Do you get this feeling sometimes that something bad is about to happen? I had this feeling, very strongly, couple of days before my flight, and I was almost certain my plane will crash somewhere in the Chilean mountains, and I’ll eventually survive by eating the leftovers of my fellow passengers (this actually happened in the 70s in Chile, read more here). I even considered cancelling my trip, as when I get this feeling, it’s usually correct. Now I know – I have felt her pain somehow.
So I would like to dedicate these photos I made today to her, and to her mom. And to all of us, to live life, experience beauty, majesty and love, and not get bogged down by small everyday things. And let’s be kind to our moms, we never know for how long they’ll be with us.