In the weeks that followed, I wasn’t interested in doing any of my daily activities or duties, not to mention the two standardized tests I had to take a couple of days later. In time, I began seeking my mom for comfort. Even though she was the one in the worst state, she didn’t hesitate to share her childhood and adolescent experiences with me as well as the ones I was too young to remember. Additionally, I would also talk to my dad and brother, who also shared their happy memories with my grandma. When the day came for her rosary and funeral, it was of course very emotional for me. I couldn’t believe the woman who, just a few months earlier, was seeing me perform at a quincenera and worrying about her sick mother-in-law, was now lying in a casket in front of me. It was one of the most painful things I had ever experienced, however, when I would glance to my sides and see all the friends and family that filled the room, I felt consolation. It was comforting being surrounded by so many individuals who all loved and cared for her. We would cry together, laugh together, and just remember her beautiful spirit and the wonderful experiences we enjoyed with her. Truthfully, it was my family and friends that allowed me to make it through this difficult