muchas gracias & vaya con Dios, Sr Gabriel Garcia Marquez!


goodbye and thank you from all of us!

goodbye and thank you from all of us!

CHRONICLE of a Death Foretold.  Love in The Time of Cholera.  The General in His Labyrinth.  And most endearing of all, One Hundred Years of Solitude.

If you need any proof at all that the mind is the infinite frontier, then you need only to read the novels and novelettes of Mr Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

One can’t comprehend the impact of his works on literature, and by osmosis, on the world.  It is both simple and complex.  Simple because of his gift of stringing a few words together, and complex because of the transcendent, uplifting nature of his stories.  Ironic, but it is hard to put into words.

Literally, his books are those things you can read again and again and again.  I only learned of his passing by chance from a Facebook post of a friend, Atty Lilibeth Cueva.  But the loss is incomprehensible.

If I may borrow from his words, written while considering his mortality, then we may sneak a peek into how philosophical he was before Death.  May we be as accepting of our own :

If God, for a second, forgot what I have become and
granted me a little bit more of life, I would use it
to the best of my ability.

I wouldn’t, possibly, say everything that is in my
mind, but I would be more thoughtful of all I say.

I would give merit to things not for what they are
worth, but for what they mean to express.

I would sleep little, I would dream more, because I
know that for every minute that we close our eyes, we
waste 60 seconds of light.

I would walk while others stop; I would awake while
others sleep.

If God would give me a little bit more of life, I
would dress in a simple manner, I would place myself
in front of the sun, leaving not only my body, but my
soul naked at its mercy.

To all men I would say how mistaken they are when they
think that they stop falling in love when they grow
old, without knowing that they grow old when they stop
falling in love.

I would give wings to children, but I would leave it
to them to learn how to
fly by themselves.

To old people I would say that death doesn’t arrive
when they grow old, but
with forgetfulness.

I have learned so much with you all, I have learned
that everybody wants to live on top of the mountain,
without knowing that true happiness is obtained in the
journey taken & the form used to reach the top of the
hill.

I have learned that when a newborn baby holds, with
its little hand, his father’s finger, it has trapped
him for the rest of his life.

I have learned that a man has the right and obligation
to look down at another man, only when that man needs
help to get up from the ground.

Say always what you feel, not what you think. If I
knew that today is the last time that that I am going
to see you asleep, I would hug you with all my
strength and I would pray to the Lord to let me be the
guardian angel of your soul.

If I knew that these are the last moments to see you,
I would say “I love you”.

There is always tomorrow, and life gives us another
opportunity to do things right, but in case I am
wrong, and today is all that is left to me, I would
love to tell you how much I love you & that I will
never forget you.

Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone, young or old.
Today could be the last time to see your loved ones,
which is why you mustn’t wait; do it today, in case
tomorrow never arrives. I am sure you will be sorry
you wasted the opportunity today to give a smile, a
hug, a kiss, and that you were too busy to grant them
their last wish.

Keep your loved ones near you; tell them in their ears
and to their faces how much you need them and love
them. Love them and treat them well; take your time to
tell them “I am sorry”;” forgive me”,” please” “thank
you”, and all those loving words you know.

Nobody will know you for your secret thought. Ask the
Lord for wisdom and
strength to express them.

Show your friends and loved ones how important they
are to you.

Send this letter to those you love. If you don’t do it
today…tomorrow will be like yesterday, and if you
never do it, it doesn’t matter, either, the moment to
do it is now.

For you, With much love,
Your Friend,
Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Please whisper a prayer on this good Good Friday for Senor Marquez, everyone!

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