With Minga’s death her two eldest daughters, Ana and Rufina, move into the role of matriarchs of the family — roles that they will fill admirably. Each played a key role in caring for Minga in her later years, Rufina in the village and Ana in the city when Minga lived there for dialysis. Both have a calm, and a centeredness, that is much like their mother. Rufina looks like Minga; when I see Rufina’s face, I can see Minga. Rufina also has a quick, dry wit that is unexpectedly hilarious. Ana has an abundance of gentleness. If I were ill or in distress, she is the one I’d want to sit with me.
Lily, Rufina’s daughter, will the the generation after that. She is already a caretaker, and an organizer, within her large extended family.
Minga would be proud. Her family is in good hands. Her death has left no emptiness in the center of her family. The torch has been passed.