#iwashere

"I just wish we had more time." You say, tears still running down your face.

"Time?" A familiar voice says. You look up and see a person dressed in white standing in front of you.

"How about a year?" A person dressed in black says, appearing next to them.

"One year." The one dressed in white says.

"Unus Annus." They say together and hold out a hand for you to shake.

It's your turn. Your year. Make the most of it.

memento mori ⏳⌛️

It’s been 24 hours since the stream started, 12 hours since the clock completed it’s countdown.

It feels right somehow, peaceful. I looked at the clock and instead of clicking a new video or feeling sad, I remembered to breathe a little deeper, a little slower, and I felt happy. I wonder how long this feeling/memory will last? As long as the channel itself? Maybe a little longer. Maybe not.

María Guadalupe Hernández Navarro

My mother told me a version of her that I never knew.

She told the story of a beautiful Mexican woman who been cheated on multiple times. The story of a woman whose husband left several times. She had no job and no education but her children kept her going.

My mother told me the story of a beautiful woman that grew ill one day and stopped eating. She grew thinner everyday. The children old enough to fend for themselves started looking for jobs to help their mother . The father walked in and out but she never spoke ill of him. She still desired for her children to respect their father.

Nearly 40 years later, my mother told the story of how she nearly saw her mother die. It seemed like she gave up on life. She then soon realized she had life growing inside of her and she had to protect it.

María Guadalupe was a victim of sexism in Mexico among many other women around the world 🌎

She never divorced because it was against society .

Her husband did as he pleased and she was the one who paid the consequence.

I met her as the fun outgoing grandma.

I was her morenita

The world was cruel to her .

Her sin was being born a woman . She married and had kids and That’s the life she was raised to have .

Whether she was ever actually happy , I’ll never know. But I do know if she would’ve be given the freedom women these days have , she would’ve gone to do great things .

She loved opera music 🎶

She loved Disney movies

She loved teddy bears 🧸

She loved 🥰 shopping 🛍

Even at her late age , she loved watching discovery channel and history channel and she picked up on information real quick .

Witty , sarcastic, and not afraid of complimenting the boyfriends her granddaughters would introduce her .

It’s been over a month .

I’m happy to say that I think I made her happy. When I started working , I gave her shopping money.

When I got my license and grew confident, I took her shopping and would play her music .

I tried my best

It’s sad to know she’ll never meet my kids

All I want is for someone to know she was alive .