I wasn’t going to eat mangoes today. My friend is dead and today it was a reminder that she is in fact dead. I was sad so I wasn’t going to eat mangoes. But then I remembered that one of the things that inherently connects us is in fact the mangos. Her mom gave me three tiny green mangoes, reminding me of who I am and where I came from. In our country, there are so many mangoes and we eat them for so many reasons. Mango is a life force. Mango is a reminder of who I am.