Endless fun and laughter, that’s all I remember when I was growing up. I don’t remember curfews, responsibility, just lots of silliness and laughter.
My mum and I moved to New Zealand from Peru when I was 6 years old. We moved in with my Grandma who had settled in a few years prior. Getting used to a new country, a new language and a new culture wasn’t easy, and my mum and I grew even closer. We were more like close friends than anything else. She worked multiple jobs to make sure I had what I needed (and wanted), unbeknownst to me at the time. She did everything to make sure my life was great, and it was.
The portrait of her above was taken with Kodak Portra UC film, the UC stands for Ultra Color, and it couldn’t be more fitting for her. She was and still is an Ultra woman. She taught me that life wasn’t to be taken so seriously, and that’s a lesson I keep remembering all these years later. She is the reason I turned out as weird as I did… thanks mum.
Recently I went on a road trip across the North Island, and caught up with some of her friends from way back. I could feel the love from their words as they recounted stories of her, and how they miss her when she is not there. I do as well.
My mum is the life giver, the universe, and the constant force in my life. She is selfless, strong, and I hope one day to be like her.
This post is for her.