Mood: amorous
Topic: Soraya: 1969-2006
I know this really doesn't have to do with comics, neither local or foreign. And I know this isn't a music forum, either. But it's just something I have to get out of my chest, something that actually halted me ever since I heard last week. The death of singer/songwriter Soraya.
I was numb. Not as much as with Eddie Guerrero's passing earlier this year because with Guerrero's case he didn't have an illness so to speak and was very sudden, but I felt a numbness nonethe less. See, not many people know, but I have a big passion for music, as much as I have for comics, and ever since the first time I heard Soraya, I was a huge fan of her music. I've drawn countless hours, listening to her music for inspiration. Sometimes inspiring me to write songs as well. You know, it's incredible the bond somebody can create with something as simple as an artistic expression.
Like this one time, the birthday of a very dear, speacial friend of mines was coming up. I had heard her comment once that she had always wanted Soraya's first album, but never got the chance to buy it. I swear, I looked around for like two weeks, almost all over the northern coast of this here island to get it, and I didn't find, until maybe three days just before her birthday. I was ecstatic about it, I even went to the local mall to get it wrapped up really nice, bow and everything. I remember, when I was about to give her the present at a church meeting we had, I actually chickened out for some reason. I dunno, I'm a dork that way sometimes. But when the meeting ended, I just thought to myself "dude, don't be such a wuss, dammit!". So, I finally just pulled her aside, and, nervous wreck and all, finally gave her the durned thing lol. I had never seen her glow as much as she did that night. She hugged me tight, and then unwrapped the gift, and hugged me again when she saw it was the Soraya cd. We talked for a little bit, and then she had to leave. During the whole week, when we spoke on the phone, all we talked about was how great Soraya is. She even surprised me the next week, recording the second album on tape for me, which prolounged our mutual love for this artist. By that time Soraya was starting her fight against the cancer.
The thing asides from her music that I'll always remember, was her strength. How even if she was terrified inside, on the outside, she'd keep doing benefits and conferences and walks for cancer and stress out the importance of early detection. Stressing out the importance of being informed. Stressing out the message of hope and love she would always give out. How she made two more albums afterwards. About lord knows how many people she was able to reach out to with her music and most importantly her actions.
I sit here, hoping that someday I'll have the strength she had, even just half, to get through this life and be able to honestly express myself. Weather it's just expressing love to my family and friends. Weather it's expressing my feelings in a comic or a song. Or to help inspire someone else, even if it's just a stranger, to dare reach out and grasp at their dreams. No matter how impossible they may seem. No matter if no one else sees that from the same perception that the person sees that dream in.
I don't see Soraya's death as a loss to cancer. I see that like she herself wrote as her final words to all those people that followed not just for her music, but for the human being that she was, it will help win a larger battle to help other women learn more about early detection. As an inspiration of someone who fought to the very end.
So, to everybody here, please, let's always remember that life is fickle and unpredictable. You never know when the next thing you do or say is the last thing you'll ever do or say. We all have to keep a balance in life and I know it's never easy, it's really not that difficult either if we just try. To the women who may read this blog, always remember to maintain yourselves informed. To the men, also stay informed, because you'll never know when a loved one might fall prey to this unforving disease.
To put an end to this thought pouring out of my heart, please, always remember, to keep your dreams alive, because without dreams, you're dead in life, and just conforming to your enviorment. Live, love, hate, run through that whole spectrum of life in it's entirety, remembering that someone will always look over you and lend you a helping hand. God bless you all, and keep dreaming
Soraya: 1969-2006; Thank you, you where an extradonary woman in an ordinary world, and you and what you symbolized will never be forgotten :)
~Alvaro
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