After, we laughed and spent time together, and she told me many stories of things that we had done as a family before. I was lucky to have her make me coffee, and I decided to photograph the time with her as she prepared the coffee and some of the details of the house around us. Nostalgia hit me hard, considering that she had forgot who I was, but at the same time there were photos of me and my wife all over the house. In many ways, my time with Mamá Güicha reminded me to not take life for granted, because ultimately it is ephemeral and fleeting. Moreover, the sense of loneliness and abandonment that Mamá Güicha seemed to be experiencing reminded me that it was time to make a few more visits to Guatemala (with my wife) in order to spend more time with this amazing and strong woman who is such a pillar in the family. My photo essay focuses on the details of our time when we had coffee, and can be considered a tribute to a wonderful grandma and woman who has endured much over the years. Her strength and strong will are definitely to be commended, and I hope that my photo essay will show some of these qualities in her.