Chapter 5: An aunt, a mother, a sister.

ps: i lost the original photo

She is my aunt, in this photo her yellow eyes prove jundice. She for ten years until april of 2017 had autoimmune hepatitis and as you already suposed she past away.

She to me was EVERYTHING like those mothers and sisters that you see in the movies was a guide and a partner for everything. Every Sunday was about movies or walks, since 2015 I don’t live with my parents and sisters for family problems so I lived with my grandparents and my aunt. We was the daughters in that house and she by age did not stop being my mother. My aunt was a gourmet she loved cook and I loved that because if I wanted something she did it in large quantities: pastries, Italian, French food, everything you can imagine and all done by herself, It was a dream, every time I studied I had to stop because she made me a special dish to replenish my energies.

My aunt had a dream in her life and it was to study medicine at the University of Chile and to help her to continue living, and it was all she really wanted in her last hospitalization (I was a senior) I went to visit her and she sent me back home telling me that I must go to study so that I can do well in the PSU and study to help her, unfortunately I could not reach and as you may realize I do not study medicine, but taking a year (for the depression that his death caused me) and with the help of a teacher I realized that more than medicine, study biochemistry was a good way to achieve what she wanted to cure her or at least give her more time to live, maybe it’s impossible I mean it’s just an ideal, but being in biochemistry and at the University of Chile is how I’m closer to his dream and mine.

ps2: some people cry when they see me because in appearance and way of being we are very much alike.