24 November 2010

Mi Madre

Mama has fallen downstairs. She’s broken her pelvis. I found her. It was terrible. She was all alone in the dark, crying.

Papá is halfway around the world in Switzerland meeting with that company, Chald… something. Anyhow, there was no one to collect me from school.

I knew there was something wrong. My mom was supposed to collect me that evening because Papá couldn’t. And when I asked someone to call Mama there was no reply.

The doctores said that Mama is lucky I arrived when I did. She was in a bad way.

She could have died. I don’t like to think about it…