Marta had a touch unlike any other. She cared for all of us as her own children. She helped me see and understand parts of our world that I would never have known. It is hard to think of Bolivia without thinking of all the time I spent with her and her family. She did everything for us to make us feel at home. She lifted us up when we were sick and always left us with a smile when our work could not do the same. I will never forget Marta or my time in Bolivia and if I ever do make it back there, I know it will never be the same without her touch.

rest in peace, mi madre boliviana.