Today was a very sad day here in Paraguay. Since I last posted about Negra from my visit with her this weekend, she has been suffering greatly, and refusing to eat. I’ve watched over the last two days as she struggled to stay with us and ultimately lost the battle. This morning, La Negra passed away.
The tragedy of her life long lived on the same street from birth to death, and the sweet face she always had filled with a mixture of love and melancholy will not soon be forgotten. I can only hope that in her last days on Earth she felt more cared for and more loved than in her entire life.
I know she came to say good bye to me last week, and perhaps in her own way to say thank you. She had a haven from her difficult life within our office doors, which I believe is why she refused to leave the office for the weekend. I am grateful that her last meal was a delicious one made with love and hope for a happier future. She has found her peace at last.
Rest well, Negra. You are in my heart.