Rosa Agustina Vinces Hidalgo Cevallos

This woman right here is my beautiful grandmother. A woman who brought you chifles from Ecuador, gave you massages when she saw you weak, danced every time music came on and made the best ceviche (even though I never ate it). She was and is the life of the party, our families glue and now one of God's strongest angels watching over the Hidalgo's, the Cevallos' and every person she encountered in life. She never turned her back on those in need and always brought light every step of the way. It hurts to come to terms with the fact that I'll never hear your loud sneezes or feel you give me foot massages, or give me cosquillitas like you always did. It hurts more than anyone in this world will ever truly understand. And as i write this full of tears coming down my face I hear you telling me que en Dios todo es posible. So i believe that this pain will go away and I believe that one day I WILL see you again grandma. Tu eres mi Vida y mi amor. Keep watching over me con Dios. Un dia te veré de nuevo. Rest in peace mi chula, bella, preciosa linda como siempre te dije.