Five months since she left her body, five months since she died. I miss her like hell… she was (IS) my mom.

So many thing to remember, so many stories, learning moments, surprises… She was strong, Austrian and Mexican for more than 40 years. She married a Mexican man (my dad) and left home to follow him. She created a new life in a foreign country but never let go her Austrian roots… she made them part of our life.

Five months without her, five months missing her and crying and crying… five months of mourning.

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