The Murmur of Bees

The Murmur of Bees Sophia Segovia 

 The main story focuses on the Morales Cortés family in Linares, north of Mexico, during the Mexican Revolution in the early 1900s and the scourge of the Spanish flu epidemic. An unpredictable love story of beautiful versatility and dedication to the family, to life, to land and to a brother that has always been waiting. But, also, a story of a betrayal that could end everything.

...and by the rapturous smells of “oranges, blossoms, and honey. Without the bees swarming around him, coming and going, the information he received from the world was linear; while with them, from the moment he had begun to feel sensation, he had grown accustomed to perceiving the world as it was: a sphere.” the changes in his community, the adventures and misfortunes, and, most of all, how Simonopio, a young boy that has a strong intuition to foretell future events, manages to change the history of the family that takes him in and of the whole region

And then told themselves everything was back to normal. Lost in Hardwork they forgot that the families living in exile as far away as possible from ...

Delighted him that his was a story that never been written down. Being in possession of that story meant Simonopio could make endless changes… He does not put it in writing enjoy the freedom to reshape it at will

“ that “you leave a place or say goodbye to someone, and thereafter, you feel the existence you have left behind is frozen by your absence.”

..life had no guarantees regardless of how many plans were made ... while life did not make promises sometimes it offered opportunities... 

... it was if she lived only half life in complete in both places after that because after the experience of three months in exile she knew that life stopped for nothing, not even for the needs of a woman abandoning everything, albeit temporarily to be with her daughters to get to know her grandchildren… She felt The relationship would change she would be left outside like an intruder in her own home , a voyeur who can only look into a cracked closed window. 

The world is for the living ... When should I claim to old habits in a longer work in changing world even if it felt as if they had been hit by another revolution

... It doesn’t matter whether Time passes slowly or quickly. What you can be sure of is that in the end all you want is to have more. ...

If he had his wife in front of him just one more time, and find a way to repeat in the single look all of the tender words that he had said to her since they met. He would make sure that this last look would even create new words just for her.

The permanent absence of her husband had given her no choice but to admit it out loud life offers no guarantees to anyone and waits for nobody has no consideration for anyone

Houses die when they are not fed with their owners energy… Living house where I was born gave me everything that defined it when I left...

How did the bees do it ... it was important to listen to listen to what life sometimes murmurs into your ear, heart, or gut. Listen carefully and pay attention, Francisco. 

Tell the story to my children they only know pieces of it it’s time for them to know at all tell them I love them very much they’re worth the years I spent that see my brother tell them to walk in the shade to listen with their eyes to see what their skin feel with their ears because life speaks to us all just need to know wait to listen to it see it feel it I know all too well that these lessons come late but I wasn’t ready to teach them until today.

We walk without looking back because on this journey all we care about is our Destination

Remind you of the ending of Chronicles of Narnia as they walk to the greenline remind you of the ending of great divorce as people walk to where they become real to having