One year ago today my sweet dear mother passed away. How fitting she left on All Saints’ Day ― she was a saint to her family and friends. From the more than half a dozen family members she brought over and employed from the Philippines, to several of her friend’s children she’d put through college, she led a life of simplicity so that she could give all that she had.
I miss the way she would cut fresh mangos, to the way she would tailor my clothes, to even the calls for technical support. No other soul could put me at ease the way she did.
She’s why I love practicing yoga in nature ― I feel so close to her when I’m one with Mother Earth. She always points me towards the light.
She was my first love and my first heart break… But nothing on Earth can separate us.
Not time, Not space…
Not even death
will ever separate you
from your mother…
You carry her inside of you. <3 (at Tulum Beach)