carlota nobre

My grandmother believes that my grandfather is still around her, helping her through hardship and that they will meet soon in Heaven. I feel like he’ll never see what I become and remember him only through photo albums and lost cassettes. Despite our divergence in faith, my grandmother and I explore our intergenerational connection. We navigate the labyrinth of grief, remember what impact he had in our lives, what he taught us, the warmth of his presence then and the echoes of his spirit now, all through the ways he’s still part of us.