Many moons ago on the island of Puerto Rico a young country girl dreamed of owning a large hillside house with rolling fields, grazing sheep, and blooming flowers. She wanted a home and a pet pig and a garden and children. But as each moon set, the young girl grew older and the dreams drifted further and further from her country reality.

The young girl became a young woman who had new dreams of a life in the Land of Opportunity. Rolling fields, grazing sheep, and blooming flowers were replaced with sweatshop labor, a cramped New York apartment and a man who wooed her with a diamond ring. Flor Maria left Puerto Rico in search of a new life for herself, but ended up meeting her match and dreaming new dreams, not just for herself, but for her children and her children’s children.

Why she left paradise is still a mystery. Fruit grew on trees, food was always on the table, and life was beautifully simple. She left her Eden only to learn a new language, live life as an outsider, and sacrifice her life so her children could have what she never could: hope. Hope for a hillside house with rolling fields, grazing sheep, and blooming flowers. And yes, a home, pet pig, garden, and children.

On a boriquena hillside her children and her children’s children honor her legacy of life and celebrate the sacrifice she made so we could know the language, live as an insider, and not have to sacrifice what she did: her life. In true sacrificial form, she, like Jesus, gave what she didn’t have to give so others may reap the benefit of her sacrifice.

Today we finally bury my grandmother in paradise, near her hillside home where sheep graze, flowers bloom, and hope remains in the hearts of her children’s children.

To everything

Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose
Under Heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose
Under Heaven
(Solomon, Ecclecsiates 3:1-8 and Pete Seeger, 1962)

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