In Honor of Abigail Taylor, Age 6

I need to interrupt my regular Mazatlán posts to honor this little girl, who just died on Thursday evening, March 20. As some of you know, I live in the Twin Cities, St. Paul, Minnesota, USA. but I have been spending the winter here. "Abigail was injured when she sat on a pool drain, and its powerful suction ripped out part of her intestinal tract on June 29. She underwent transplant surgery in December at the Nebraska hospital to receive a new small bowel, liver and pancreas." (Home: Omaha News) No, I don't know the child or the family, but I was filled with horror when it occurred last June and have followed the ongoing story. As a mother and now a grandmother of a little girl the same age, I have been deeply affected by this tragic incident and the terrible impact it has had on this family. I am filled with sorrow and grieve for the child, her parents, and siblings. For more information, click here.

ADDED LATER: I received this message via email on Wednesday, March 26th:

I live in Abigail's neighborhood in Edina, Minnesota, and our beautiful city's streets are lined with thousands of luminaries in honor of Abbey tonight. Her visitation was at a local funeral home, and afterward, her family felt the support of this community as they made their way through Edina's neighborhoods amidst the thousands of lights shining for Abbey. It is beautiful and touching. Abbey's life and death have affected so many ... and her light shines bright tonight. She won't be forgotten! Thank you for caring ...

Look Closely

Mazatlan has some areas with very steep hills. While carefully navigating downward on one of the steepest inclines on Calle Pedregoso, my eye caught this small memorial tucked away and almost hidden on the side of the street. I stared at the very faded photo of a young boy on the cross. I paused for sometime, thinking about this child and the way he might have died on the hill.