An Obituary for Iliya and Milka

Due to the way that our medium functions, we writers have a natural tendency to write about things which people have already written about. This leaves a huge chunk of our job undone — there are a million lines written about rulers, military figures, and other people we dub “successful”, and often zero lines for many good people who are much more worth writing about. And I too (even though I write about concepts, other than people) largely follow tendencies. But this essay will be different. I wouldn’t have known Iliya and Milka if they weren’t my relatives, but I have learned more from them than from any book that I have read, so I want to put at least some of it in print, to celebrate their lives. It is not customary to write one obituary about two people, but Iliya and Milka’s lives were so interlinked, that there is really no point in trying to untangle one from another: they both were born around the 1920s in small villages. They both came to Sofia very young, and quickly met…

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