Esperanza. Daughter, sister, friend, wife, mother, grandmother. Wisdom unheard, hugs and kisses not shared, stories untold, smiles and affection missed. The matriarch bringing it all together in her ways. Sewing the bridesmaids dresses, making the cheese for the village, loving every-corner of her home with her singing birds, flourishing green plants, her full colorful flowers, sprinkling the water from her fingertips. Chickens, cows, sheep and dogs ran her orchard. Her unique style and her abundant ways. Every part of the house cries, mom left too soon.
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