Last Sunday, May 9th, we celebrated Mother´s Day in Peru, the second one after the pandemic stroke. to say we celebrated is an euphemism since it is difficult to celebrate when the person who is the reason for the celebration is not present. However, we managed to do something special that day: Zoom meeting, a phone call, a visit the day before (we are prohibited to leave home on Sundays) ignoring all recommendations, you name it.
Sadly, there are mothers who have nothing to celebrate because they lost their children in the pandemic or in an incident brought up by the insecurity and delinquency that reigns in several districts of the city.. and in the whole country. And there are sons, daughters and grandchildren who have lost their mothers and grannies... sometimes because they couldn´t help visiting them, hugging them ... and passing on the virus.
Will the vaccine end with this new way of living? I am not sure, sometimes it is as if people do not care anymore and do not feel any more. It is as if we are all dumb and unable to react. Still, I want to feel that we cannot lose hope. I hope we will thrive in this new world if we learn how to care for ourselves and each other, our next door neighbour, our friend who ended up alone because all his nuclear family died. Perhaps now that we have lockdowns and curfews it is the time for caring for others and helping others.
I sent WhatsApp messages to the mothers of my family and sent a prayer to my Mum who died last year and I did celebrate with a nice meal and thanked God because I was blessed with a wonderful Mum and now I am still enjoying the best gift she could give me: Life!
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