Una vez más en una extraordinaria iniciativa de 
El linaje, refiriéndonos al termino en español, alude al conjunto representado por los antepasados de un individuo; dicha representación de descendencia , marca aspectos genéticos, temperamentales y de identidad en su vida.
En esta oportunidad, me referiré a grandiosas mujeres de mi familia que también fueron madres sublimes que nunca olvidaré y por supuesto, mi madre, a la cual tengo la dicha todavía de tenerla a mi lado para la gloria de Dios.
María de los Reyes Medina:
Mi bisabuela era una mujer muy bondadosa, noble y cariñosa con su familia, vecinos y semejantes en general; particularmente recuerdo que a mí me llamaba: " mi cotica" en alusión a las "cotas", así le decimos en mi localidad a unas aves que hablan mucho estilo "los pericos" y yo de niña hablaba muchísimo jajaja, nadie podía hacerme callar.
Yo era muy apegada a mi "bisa" , ya que yo hablaba y hablaba y ella además de escucharme atentamente, reía de mis cosas y conversaba cariñosamente conmigo sin mandarme a callar como la mayoría de los adultos con quiénes conversaba y se hartaban de mi charla sin respirar jaja.
Además, la admiraba mucho o la admiro, pues con el paso del tiempo y mi madurez aprendí a valorar más el hecho que mi bisabuela sin estudio alguno, era como decían en la antigüedad: "La comadrona del pueblo". Si, era la doña que atendía a todas las mujeres parturientas del pueblo de Juan Gil , donde ella y mi abuela nacieron y mi mamá , mis tias , mis primos contemporáneos y yo vivimos por largo tiempo.
Era increíble como traía niños y niñas al mundo y estos nacían sin mayor complicacion, hasta cuando había que acomodarlos usaba su técnica y el bebé llegaba sano y salvo al mundo, ella cortaba su cordón umbilical y la parturienta feliz al rato se paraba de la cama a hacerse un nutritivo caldo de gallina para recuperar fuerzas después de su parto.
Esto me lo contaban mi abuela y mi mamá con lujo de detalles y mucho orgullo, orgullo transferible de generación en generación en mi familia. No dudo un instante que mi bisabuela para la época, habría sido una excelente y prestigiosa gineco-obstetra.
María de Jesús Medina de García:
Mi abuela María de Jesús ("chua") era de esas almas caritativas que se sacaba su pan de la boca para dárselo al necesitado, de hecho, de casa no se iba NADIE, NADIE sin comer , ni tomar café porque mi abuela no lo permita; ella cocinaba y siempre dejaba para solventar varias raciones para algunos "caminantes".
Así textual decía y era dulce, muy dulce; no decía palabras obscenas, no traba mal a nadie, no gritaba, en fin, era la dulzura y la paciencia hecha persona. La extraño tanto y en retribución a lo mucho que me enseñó procuro seguir su legado de calidad de ser humano, iendo de su linaje a mi autonomía.
Mi mami Chiquinquirá García Medina:
A mí y a mi hermano nos crio a punta de lavar y planchar ajeno; limpiar casas, ya que, nuestros padres no respondieron a su responsabilidad y nunca nos faltó nada, sobretodo en cuanto a alimentación y educación, está última prioridad para ella , pues siempre nos dijo que sería su mejor herencia , como literalmente lo es.
Además, es súper generosa, buena, carismática, noble, sencilla , dulce, madre abnegada ; tal cual como era mi bisa y mi abuelita "chua" (María de Jesús) y juntas son el trío de mejor ejemplo de formación , valores, principios y conducta que he podido tener en mi vida para actuar en todo momento con autodeterminación. Maravillosas e inigualables Bendiciones que a diario agradezco a Dios.
Hasta aquí mi participación en esta gran iniciativa en función de un día , digamos comercial y publicitario de la madre, puesto que su día es todos los días y fue un gran placer referirles a tres del sublime linaje de hermosas e intachables madres de mi familia.
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Fotografías de mi absoluta propiedad, capturadas con mi dispositivo tecno Go 2024
English Versión:
Once again, thanks to an extraordinary initiative from
Lineage, in Spanish, refers to the group represented by an individual's ancestors; this representation of descent marks genetic, temperamental, and identity aspects in their life.
On this occasion, I will refer to the wonderful women in my family who were also sublime mothers whom I will never forget, and of course, my mother, whom I am still blessed to have by my side, to the glory of God.
María de los Reyes Medina:
My great-grandmother was a very kind, noble, and loving woman with her family, neighbors, and everyone around her. I particularly remember that she called me "my little cotica," referring to "cotas," which is what we call birds in my town that talk a lot, like parakeets. As a child, I talked a lot, haha, nobody could shut me up.
I was very attached to my "great-grandmother," since I would talk and talk, and she, besides listening attentively, would laugh at my jokes and chat with me affectionately without telling me to be quiet like most of the adults I talked to, who got fed up with my endless chatter, jaja.
Furthermore, I admired her greatly, and still do, because with the passage of time and my maturity, I learned to value even more the fact that my great-grandmother, without any formal education, was, as they used to say, "the town midwife." Yes, she was the woman who attended to all the women in labor in the town of Juan Gil, where she and my grandmother were born, and where my mother, my aunts, my cousins, and I lived for a long time.
It was incredible how she brought boys and girls into the world, and they were born without any major complications. Even when they needed to be repositioned, she used her technique, and the baby arrived safe and sound. She would cut the umbilical cord, and the happy mother would soon get out of bed to make herself a nutritious chicken soup to regain her strength after giving birth.
My grandmother and my mother told me all this with great detail and immense pride, a pride passed down from generation to generation in my family. I have no doubt that my great-grandmother, for that time, would have been an excellent and prestigious gynecologist-obstetrician.
María de Jesús Medina de García:
My grandmother María de Jesús ("Chua") was one of those charitable souls who would take the bread out of her own mouth to give to those in need. In fact, NO ONE, NO ONE, left the house without eating or drinking coffee because my grandmother wouldn't allow it; she would cook and always leave enough to cover several portions for some "travelers."
That's exactly how she would say it, and she was sweet, very sweet; she didn't use obscene words, she didn't mistreat anyone, she didn't shout, in short, she was sweetness and patience personified. I miss her so much, and in return for all she taught me, I try to continue her legacy of being a good human being, building on her lineage and my own independence.
My mom Chiquinquirá García Medina:
My brother and I were raised by her doing other people's laundry and ironing, and cleaning houses, since our parents didn't fulfill their responsibilities. We never lacked anything, especially food and education, the latter being her priority, as she always told us it would be her best inheritance, which it literally is.
Furthermore, she is incredibly generous, kind, charismatic, noble, down-to-earth, sweet, and a devoted mother; just like my great-grandmother and my grandmother "Chua" (María de Jesús). Together, they are the best example of upbringing, values, principles, and conduct I could have ever had in my life, guiding me to act with self-determination at all times. Wonderful and unparalleled blessings that I thank God for every day.
This concludes my participation in this great initiative, which focuses on a day that is, let's say, commercialized and promoted as Mother's Day, since every day is Mother's Day. It was a great pleasure to share with you three of the sublime lineage of beautiful and impeccable mothers in my family.
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Photographs are entirely my own, captured with my Tecno Go 2024 device.