#tw:parental loss

[victoriaa-sanchez]

𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜𝒹𝒶𝓎…

The Sanchez Gallery Owner and photographer, Victoria Sanchez, said towards the patrons that visited. She was in the building and smiled at the patron that had purchased some of her original art of landscapes seen in New Zealand and Miami. She saw tourists coming in thanks to her gallery’s look. Sanchez never apologized for their behavior or what they said. After a rollercoaster of a year with missing family members, trying to study to become a nurse and leaving the modeling career behind; Victoria had returned to the job of photographer and artist. Her soft opening went well as did the launch party. She was grateful for her older siblings coming and her mother being present. Such a big family and love. She loved them and being the youngest at 31 had left her with the big advantage. Yes, her father figure was her oldest brother but he wasn’t her father who had died right before her birth. That emptiness of never knowing the man who raised the 7 siblings before her or knowing only stories of him just left her hollow at times.

She could constantly repeat how he died, it was an accident. Her dad had been an accountant, who enjoyed work and family. It didn’t make sense, how her siblings and mother described it but she didn’t like asking more about it.

That was part of the lows. But the biggest high she had was her gallery and her work.