April 19th, my grandmother...Carmen Rovira Calimano (Z"L) died. She was 93 when she closed her eyes for the last time...a remarkable life, a matriarch mourned. She lived in Richmond, Virginia these past few years, an uncomfortable expatriate. The funeral was scheduled for April 25th in her hometown of Guayama, Puerto Rico.
I asked Daniela if she wanted to come with me in order to celebrate my grandmother's life...to revisit my childhood landscapes...to escape from the oncology matrix for a few days.
She agreed. So we packed up.
We returned yesterday, refreshed...the sounds of the waves still ringing in our ears. Caribbean breezes and canvas hammocks...a combination of refreshing curative sensations, made her smile these past few days. Tropical fruits, island cuisine, and seascapes all flavored her truancy experience. We all enjoyed our time away....
You are welcome to vicariously vacation. (Click here to soak your feet up close...in larger-sized waves of pictures.)
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was part of that caribe playa? what a great trip. awesome pictures. thanks for sharing. margara
Hola Margara...Sí es Caribe Playa.:) Wonderful memories...all the cousins running around...
i know. dios mio. those were the best days. you all looked like you were having so much fun.
Wow!! Puerto Rico looks as gorgeous as I remember it. Thanks for the trip down memory lane....
Ken --
I got to your blog through Margarita's blog. I was reading and surprised to see that you also went to Titi Cambu's funeral with the family. Funny how mom (Ritin) said she had a great time seeing and talking to all of these people she had not seen in so long. Looks like you guys had a wonderful time as well.
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