My friend Sally, who’s come to Panama for all ten years that I have, and her significant other Michael are both Jewish. The custom upon visiting a grave is to leave small stones as markers, and this we did for Minga’s grave. I explained the Jewish custom to Lily and Gloria, and they left a stone too from Sally’s bag.
I’m feeling an enormous amount of emotion since arriving back in Panama, but I find my own writing about Minga a bit detached. I simply can’t get the emotion down on the page. Bear with me while I bring together what I feel with what I’m able to write.
On Sunday: gathering with Minga’s family.