On my last day in Lima I went breakfast with my cousin and an aunt I haven’t seen in 26 years.
This aunt is the ex-wife of one of my mom’s brothers and it’s a lady I love deeply ’cause she’s one of the few people that never made me feel different when I was a kid.
The last time I saw her I was 14 year old, she moved to Venezuela for business, me to Canada and I never heard from her again until recently that she left Venezuela due to the situation and moved back to Lima.
So, we spent the morning having breakfast and during the afternoon my cousin took me to the historic downtown.
However it was a mess and many important streets were closed due to some manifestation, so we only went to one of the many churches to visit the Catacombs… Because nothing says SUICIDAL than walking underground tunnels of a 1700s Franciscan monastery filled with skulls and bones in a city of EARTHQUAKES!!
Later, my cousin took me to eat before we said goodbye (she’s doing another master and couldn’t skip classes, so her driver took me to the airport). Now, I kinda feel bad for her…
See, all my cousins are professionals, most are engineers, few doctors and she’s an architect. She was always very intelligent and ambitious; and she’s one of the top bosses in her company. She’s very successful in her professional life, but not so much in the personal area.
The role of wife and mother is not for her…
I realized she’s not in love with her husband, and when I asked her she comfirmed my suspicion.
She’s with him (for now) mostly for their baby, and this may sound ridiculous but over there one of the requirements for (“good”) schools to accept a kid is that the parents are married.
And that type of dumb mentality (influenced by centuries of catholic church dominance,) my friends, is what makes of modern South America a 3rd world country!
Anyhow, I believe in my cousin’s common sense.
Back in the airport, waiting to board my plane I was thinking about my life and how easy everything would be with my cousins (a.k.a my best friends) around me. Not only as motivation and inspiration, but as joy.
The bad moments won’t be so hard, the breakups won’t be so painful.
Friends make everything better!
On that note… Hasta la proxima South America.