when i got to work on thursday morning i received a call from my cuz who had just dropped me off.. she said she was picking me back up.. why i asked .. she barely could get the words out.. "grandma is in the hospital." "she isnt responding"... i wont drag out the story on but i wanted to share with you the message i have to pass on...
its been 3 days and she slipped into a coma.. any one who knows my grandma.. loves my grandma.. .she is saint status.. and i hope to God i never lose her. Last night i went home brought her back a little statue of her favorite saint (santo nino) which is filled with blessed holy water from the saints town in mexico.. a small radio.. and 2 cassettes.. one bought (years ago) and one i made last night while getting ready to go back to the hospital. when i got there i made the sign of the cross on her forehead and i asked my mother to play her boleros the next morning.. and to place another cross on her with the water. I have been at her side since Thursday I didn’t go home until then. But I knew the importance of this task.. and I wasn’t about to mess it up.. I have never cried or prayed or even wished for something soo much. I felt the pain in my chest. I felt the loneliness without her eyes opening. This woman raised me since I was 4 months old. This womand would give me her last dollar when I was in high school for ‘my lunch’. I cried and begged her to wake up. I told her over and over just what she meant to me.. to all of us.. and I left it to God.. On the way home last night, i listed to "ALL THE LOVE IN MY HEART, ALL THE FAITH IN MY SOUL"..because of all the disco songs I know.. that one means the most to me. That song tells our story. Her and I have always been together. I received a call from my mom this morning from the hospital telling me to come quick, my grandmother had awoken. When I got there, my mom told me that when she got up this morning she prayed over her. A priest had come by and prayed with my mom. But then my mom decided to put the cassettes on. (Los Trio- singing Los Panchos… and also Eydie Gorme.. ) if you know your Boleros, you know these artists.. They are my grandma’s and my favorites. Songs like Una copa mas, Sin ti… My mom began to talk to her as usual.. not expecting anything.. But when she asked my grandma if she wanted to dance… My grandmother nodded her head as if saying “yes”.. my mom almost went into shock and began asking her questions and my grandma responding.. that’s when my mom called me.. she also called her dr and the dr told her to keep playing the music and talking to her..
Do I think its what brought her back? YES! OF COURSE! That’s the power of love for music.. all my life my grandmother has been passionate about her songs.. her albums.. the music , meaning & history of it what it means to her.. how can that not be the force that saves and keeps us going? She is my milagro. My miracle.. and now and forever.. music will be my driving force… its brought my grandma back to me..
