Tita

My grandmother recently passed away. It was sudden and unexpected but I suppose no one is ever really ready for that kind of thing. As difficult as it was to say goodbye, looking around at the ENORMOUS family she left behind only made me smile. Tita, as she was known by all of us, left her home in Mexico when she was just a young bride. After her first child was born she immigrated to Midland, Texas with my grandfather where they worked hard to provide for their children. She had 12 more children before my Tito passed away. It amazes me to think about the extent of her legacy. I am able to live the way I do because of her. Looking into the crowd at her funeral I saw an incredibly diverse group of people. Most of her grandchildren are grown now and have families of their own. Many of her children and grandchildren have moved away and live vastly different lives but somehow we all still managed to come together to remember the woman who provided for all of us. When she passed away on Easter Sunday she was survived by 13 children, 42 grandchildren, and 34 great-grandchildren (and growing).  She is missed tremendously by all of us. 


These are just a few shots of some of the kids.