Today is the Day of the Dead (see my previous post here) and the person that I’d like to dedicate this post is my grandmother, Tita.
She was my hero in many aspects. She received the highest education possible for a woman back in the day. She had the courage to stand up for herself and got a divorce in the early 60′s when divorce was not an option in a mainly catholic and very traditional society. She developed a successful career as a teacher. A couple of years after she retired, she decided to go back to work and she joined the municipality’s treasury department. She was a very responsible, strict and caring person. I still resent not having been at her funeral as it all happened so fast and there was not a way for me to arrive in Mexico before her burial 
Tita, I know that you were very proud of me for having done many things and seen many places that were just concepts or dreams for you. I miss you so much and I wish you were still alive to share all my experiences, happiness and love with you.
