Two days and I am sitting in my motel room crying, weeping. After I heard the news I was shocked and cried, but for 2 days I went on with my days in disbelief, numb, heartbroken, in a fog. I’ve been known to be “sensitive”, like it was a bad thing to be. What I’ve […]
Rest in peace, Dad (12/9/1933 -12/22/2016) So thankful for who you were and who you evolved to be. “I love you so much, too.” My dad was a man who had four girls, me being the youngest. He was a strong, funny, and sometimes quiet man. He was a man who loved football (soccer) and was […]
On the train, back to see my dad. He’s still very critical. He was admitted a day before his birthday, December 8th. I went down from Los Angeles to San Diego that Sunday, a few days after and stayed until late Saturday, living in the waiting room or with my mom in his room. Never […]
What remains after the butterfly has gone. What remains is sorrow—that I won’t have one last kiss. What remains is loneliness—that I won’t have one last embrace. What remains is bitterness—that you had to leave me so soon. What remains is guilt—that I wasn’t there for you in the end. What remains is disbelief—that you’re […]