Last time I wrote in my diary, I talked about my father’s disappearance. To this day, he has not come back. I know he never will.
My mother, who still lives with me and my wife–whom I was lucky enough to marry a couple years ago– still talks about how she will move back to our family farm with our father when he returns from his “trip.” She smiles as she talks about my father while looking at his picture, which she always carries with her. This has been her way of coping with his loss. My wife, Maria Luna, has tried her best to help my mother move on, even at one point trying to tell her that my father might not come back. For that, my mother threw a candlestick at her, causing a laceration across Maria’s cheeck that required a couple of stitches.
It seems like a millennia ago that the 1980 constitution was put into effect, stipulating that Augusto Pinochet be put up for re-election in 1988, a little over two years from now. At the time that the constitution was written, I was certainly angered by its details: the thought of Pinochet somehow running our country for another eight years, sixteen if you count the first unbearable eight I would have to go through first, and the idea that even after his presidency he could snuggly hide behind his own dictatorial law that put in place his senator-for-life immunity. However, I believed that our country would find its way in those eight years leading up to the vote and we would recognize the ridiculousness of those decisions and the heinous qualities of our tyrant. This has not happened, and even furthermore, I fear that our people have not found their consciousness and that General Pinochet might actually win the election in two years.
However, I try not to look too far into the future, always keeping one foot in front of the other. For now, I will focus on my wife, our upcoming child, and my job running a bookstore (and selling leftist books in secrecy). The economic situation in our country has gotten much better. This does not change the way I view Pinochet or his government in any way, but I will try to make the most of the opportunity.