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walihorse
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Tue Aug-13-19 06:32 AM

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"Memorializing My Mother, Margarita Saballos"


  

          

One of the most important people in my life is gone. I will never forget her, I will always love her.

She grew up in Nicaragua during the 50's & 60's, very humble upbringing. She was the oldest of 4, the only girl. A daddy's girl. She used to tell me that her dad while quiet and reserved, would puff up his chest to protect her. She was married in her teens, married my father who was basically her neighbor, she told me that he would make his horse to all the way up to the house door to call for her, give her rides on his motorcycle, he was the only man she truly loved. She had my sister at 19 and my brother at 21. She was always hard working. She had a bunch of small businesses, from a liquor store to a book store, to when I was little selling Nicaraguan products to other Nicas in Camden. Always saving, always moving forward.

My father, had an affair in the 80's, I am a product of that affair. She forgave my father and due to the situation my biological mother was in, she accepted me in her home. From infancy to yesterday August 12th, I felt her love. When her father died of cancer, she shared with me one of his wishes. Take care of that boy, he has no fault in this situation. As a little boy I would spend the day at the book store. I would steal coins to go to the arcade, I convinced her to let me get a rat tail and when I got made fun by kids, she spanked me when I cut it off for wasting her money and for letting them get to me.

We moved to Camden NJ, in Aug of 92. She left my father and fully adopted me. She and my older sister worked hard, they paid for me to go to a private catholic school. She worked in factories, working from 6am to 11pm, working sometimes 3 jobs, cleaning offices, babysitting, doing door to door surveys, making clothes, anything and everything to move forward.

She always provided, always giving me what I asked for in her own way. She always got the last word. I remember as I got into HS, things became more status heavy, I remember being a sophomore and begging her for a pair of Timbs. My mom went out and found the most affordable pair. They were low cut, shiny leather, peanut butter colored. They were timbs and I loved them.

I got my first job at 15 at McDs, my 1st check was just under 100 bucks. She picks me up. hands me an envelope with cash. $77 bucks, what the hell, I asked, she said, well now you'll pay for you deodorant, toothbrush, toothpaste. This is life, if you earn $10, you buy want you need, and save the rest. Just because you have $10 doesn't mean you spend $10.

She never learned English, she would make me do all of her talking, I was forced to talk to people and translate. I thank her for my comfort with strangers and lack of fear at public speaking. She helped my through my first heartbreak at 18, lent me money to buy property, always called me hers, and would always serve me her food when I visited.

She was a proud, honest, smart, pushy, sarcastic, and funny. We would go to the mall and my mom would point out things about people and make me laugh. It wasn't nice, but it was her personality. For better or worse she was so opinionated, she would argue her point and then say, I dont care, it's what I know and i wont change. If you got on her bad side, man it was rough. She was the matriarch of my family, she ran things how she wanted and when she wanted. She was always clear in her goals and how to achieve them, even if it was a smaller version of that goal. She would make fun of someone, holy shit would she let them have it. My dad was her biggest target and when she laughed at something her laugh was big, cutting, and contagious.

My heart is broken, I wont hear her laugh again. I wont see her smile again. That is killing me. I will try my damndest to remember those things though. I wouldn't be who I am without you. I'm glad I shared so much of my life with you. You will be part of my conscience and moral compass forever. I love you mom, thank you for everything.

  

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Memorializing My Mother, Margarita Saballos [View all] , walihorse, Tue Aug-13-19 06:32 AM
 
Subject Author Message Date ID
My condolences
Aug 13th 2019
1
Peace fam
Aug 13th 2019
2
A woman with an amazing soul!
Aug 13th 2019
3
Fam, your mother is a Saint
Aug 13th 2019
4
Sorry to hear this - peace to you and your loved ones.
Aug 13th 2019
5
that's beautiful...
Aug 13th 2019
6
My deepest sympathies and wishes for your comfort at this time...
Aug 13th 2019
7
Beautiful Story Man. I can almost see her from how you describe her.
Aug 13th 2019
8
Condolences, man. Your mother sounds like an amazing lady n/m
Aug 13th 2019
9
my condolences to you and your family...
Aug 13th 2019
10
God bless her.
Aug 13th 2019
11
Beautiful tribute
Aug 13th 2019
12
thank you for sharing this. respect.
Aug 13th 2019
13
Heavy
Aug 13th 2019
14
Condolences to you and yours.
Aug 13th 2019
15
That was a beautiful read. Thank you for sharing that with us
Aug 13th 2019
16
thank you for sharing her with us
Aug 13th 2019
17
Amazing read
Aug 13th 2019
18
My condolences
Aug 14th 2019
19
Condolences to you and your family
Aug 14th 2019
20
That was a beautiful tribute to her. Be well, man.
Aug 14th 2019
21
Incredible woman. Peace and blessings to you and your family.
Aug 14th 2019
22
Peace and salute to your mother
Aug 14th 2019
23
condolences.
Aug 14th 2019
24
Thank you everyone for you kind words.
Aug 14th 2019
25
what a loving portrait of your mom you just painted for us with your
Aug 14th 2019
26
Sounds like she was strong woman with a big heart
Aug 15th 2019
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