At this time of year we must beware – vampires may be lurking in the shadows.
Don’t pay attention to him.
Make sure to have plenty of garlic, replenish your vampire hunter kit and keep it close at hand.
Then again, you may find that vampires can be a lot of fun.
Amelia Goyri, best known as “La Milagrosa” (The Miracle Worker), died at age 23 on May 3, 1903 after giving birth to a son. The baby did not survive and they were buried together, the infant at her feet. The inconsolable widower, José Vicente Adot y Rabell, would visit the grave daily for many years. He never accepted Amelia’s death, he believed she was sleeping and would “awaken” her with three knocks as a secret signal.
When the time came to exhume the remains, they found both bodies incorrupt and as a signal of maternal love, Amelia holding the baby in her arms. The tomb was once again sealed and it remains untouched to this day.
In 1914 Cuban sculptor José Vilalta Saavedra, inspired by the legend of La Milagrosa, carved a statue representing a young woman looking up as an act of faith, her left arm embracing a newborn and the right hand leaning on a cross as a sign of sacrifice. This statue towers over Amelia’s tomb at Cementerio de Colon in Havana, Cuba.
As the legend spread, Amelia’s resting place became the place to go to pray for the protection of children, safe childbirth and even to aid couples unable to conceive. This practice continues to this day. Visitors leave their petitions and notes of thanksgiving by her grave.
In 1902 Rufina Cambaceres was mistakenly pronounced dead and sadly laid to rest at La Recoleta Cemetery in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
Unfortunately when Rufina woke up she found herself buried in her coffin and desperately tried to break free. She suffocated and was scratched and mauled beyond recognition by the time they realized she had been buried alive. Her grieving father rebuilt the grave site to portray her opening the doors to her own tomb. She is now said to wander the cemetery at night, unearthing dead bodies to make sure they have not suffered the same fate.
It is undeniable that I miss my sister. Perhaps we did not see each other often enough when I lived in Miami, but being so far away from her is not easy. I must say what I miss the most is our Topsito Mariposeo Therapy – our adventures in shopping for tops and other items of clothing.
It was not the shopping itself as often we would not find what we were looking for and many times she would buy an item only to return it at a later date. What made these outings so delightful was the time spent together talking about anything and everything. Frequently we would engage in such adventures after an enjoyable “Cousin Lunchito.” At other times we would relax with a cortadito and perhaps a tostada (unlike me she is faithful to her diet). During the ride to and from these magic moments we’d listen to music that brought back pleasant memories from our youth or childhood. We’d sing to these tunes oblivious to the fact that we both are tone deaf and not ever commenting on our lack to talent, just revisiting with the music moments we both cherished.
My wish on her birthday is that we may soon enjoy another Topsito Mariposeo in a not too distant future. My wish for her this day and always is joy and happiness wherever she goes.
I’ll get you my pretty – and your little dog too!!!