This is the moment that we all knew would come, it's hard to deal with but we will all find a way, and tomorrow when it’s all over and done and we all go home, some of us will go on with our lives as if just to erase this from our minds. Others will morn this for a long time to come, but whatever way we deal with it we all must agree that mom was special and the matriarch of this family. She was the glue that in one way or another held this family together.
She was always so welcoming to us all and a caring mom until her last days. I was with her for most of this year and there wasn't a day she didn't think about whether I ate or slept well. And even though her mind played tricks on her and at times she would call me Freddie, or Compay Wito, but mostly Freddie, I knew that she loved me. And there wasn't a night that she wouldn't cry asking about Gerry or Willie or Ivan or Tio because she couldn't remember when she talked last to them, even if it had been the day before. She always had us in her thoughts.
So as we all go and morn her death in whatever form we choose I ask that you celebrate her life and all the good that she did for us and the glue that she was. Even to this day she managed to bring us all together again. Mom we love you and there will never be another woman like you.