captaincoldallen:

When Miguel grows up he looks almost exactly like Héctor, and Héctor is so happy and proud the first year he can really notice it clearly. 

Then, as Miguel grows older than Héctor ever got to, Héctor turns to Imelda each year and says, “Imelda, do you think that’s what I would look like at that age?” 

He doesn’t say it with any sadness or grief. There’s a lightness to his question; simple curiosity. What would he have looked like had he kept on living. Miguel is the closest he gets to ever finding out. And he loves seeing the lines spread and deepen in Miguel’s face as the years go by; his dimple being accompanied by dozens of tributaries when he smiles at his family.