During this time of recognizing Independence in our country I got to thinking about the little island just off the southern coast of our beloved continent, Cuba. My mother was born and lived in Cuba for the first 10 years of her life and like so many others, left when Fidel Castro took over.
I am very proud of my Cuban heritage and hope one day to visit this mysterious and largely unknown to me island I have only heard stories about or seen family pictures of.
My Uncle made a video recently for a family reunion and in it he included this touching little diddy with Andy Garcia narrating about his love for Cuba. For me it was enjoyable to live for a moment in false memories of a place I feel connected to. For you, it might not, but it goes in accordance with the theme of this blog post to ponder this place of neglect and isolation, that has been cut off from the world for such a long time, during this festive time of remembrance of our own freedoms.
I wonder what will happen with Cuba as a place, a heritage, a culture when its current regime is gone?