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Mi mamá Venezolana

Mi mamá Venezolana murió esta semana. Filomena me quería como a una hija y siempre me dio excelentes consejos. La semana pasada, cuando estábamos hablando por Skype, le dije que estaba preocupada de que mi hija se trasladaría a Brasil una vez que ella se casó con su novio y ella me dijo: "Pamela! Tus hijos no son tuyos! Usted dio a luz a ella, la amaba y le enseñó y ahora tienes que dejarla ir "

Sólo he visto a ella a través de Skype desde que salí de Venezuela hace más de 20 años.

La vi por primera vez cuando mi compañera y yo estábamos caminando por una vereda de tierra en su urbanización llamado Brisas del Lago, en Maracay. Yo no sé por qué lo llamaron Brisas del Lago, porque yo nunca vi mucho de un lago y nunca se sintió una brisa. El día estaba bien caliente cuando su hijo Francisco, quien fue recientemente bautizado, me presentó a su madre Filomena.

Me ofreció un refresco y se sentó a hablar. Yo estaba allí como misionera de La Iglesia de Jesucristo de los Santos de los Últimos Días y su hijo acababa de unirse a la iglesia. Creo que estaba contento por él, pero ella me dijo que su fe estaba en la iglesia Católica y aunque algunos de sus otros hijos quisieron ser bautizados, ella no los permitiría. Todavía no.

En años más tarde se unieron todos a la iglesia. Me he mantenido en contacto con ellos a través de cartas, correos electrónicos y ahora Skype. Ha sido una bendición y un dolor de corazón, al mismo tiempo. Para hablar con ellos, para verlos, pero no ser capaz de abrazarles.

Filomena era una madre amorosa. Ella siempre nos hizo arepas y su sonrisa podría iluminar una habitación.

Te extraño mamá. Te amo y estoy agradecida de haberte conocido y sintió su amor. Gracias por cuidarme cuando yo era una misionera cansada, y tenia calor y hambre. Te hecho de menos mamá.


  1. I guess it's too bad I don't know enough ;)

  2. Sorry!

    My Venezuelan mama died. She took me in when I was a tired, hot, thirsty homesick missionary. We taught her, her children, her neighbors. I've kept in contact with her and her children over the years through letters, email and recently Skype. She was a wonderful and amazing woman. I love her and will miss her.

  3. So sorry Pam. I got a lot of it with my high school Spanish, but I didn't get the fact that she had passed away. Condolences.

  4. It's women like that that made missions bearable sometimes. I'm sorry for your loss and their loss. She sounds like a wonderful woman.


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