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Día de los muertos

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You were conceived during the celebrations in Oaxaca. Zócolo full of marigold altars, sand sculptures, music, and an undulating parade through the street. I was just beginning to relax into the rhythm of my new home. A dream growing in my belly, transforming me. I called you Aurora because you were the dawn of a new day for me. A new cycle. A new beginning. You made the loss of my old life worth while. Gave it all meaning. A new role to play in the world. A new husband. A new country. A new language. Yet you were gone before February set in. I lost more than a baby back then. More than my hopes for the future. I lost who I might have become and who I had been. I stopped believing in signs. Stopped inhabiting the world beneath the surface that made everything rich and plump, dripping with meaning and symbolism. Everything became flat and two dimensional. All my road posts were gone. I was alone when you were "born." Sent unceremoniously from my womb turned...