Wednesday, 24 November 2010

My Mother Marina

I must say in all honesty that I would not be who I am, what I have been and might yet become, were it not for the tenacious capacity of my mother to look for that extra door that opens beyond the horizon; because of her vision, because of her undying faith in love, because she never ceased believing in the good inherent in humankind.
Here's this shot taken in the summer of 1992 in San Francisco, at the old house in Kansas Street, bringing it all back to my mind on this 25th of November, the third anniversary of her departure to that greener pasture in the afterglow of life.
Bless her memory, bless her heart.

Photo by Sahara Borja, Summer of 1992

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