The elderly and ….

Why is it that when you share with others that someone you love is sick or is dying, the question they ask is “How old?” So you tell them the age and the response varies depending on the age.

A baby makes people sad because life wasn’t lived. If you say an age over 80 then the response is “Well at least they lived a good life.” Is it supposed to hurt less because they were older?

In actually it hurts more because there are more memories and stronger bonds. Heck if it’s family it hurts because you will miss their facial expressions, their hugs, the tears they shed for you because they worried for you. They cared for you like no other could. Heck that response gets me upset and a bit irritated. Continue reading “The elderly and ….”

No More!

Leave me alone!
I won’t let you take me
Shake me
Break me

So GO join the dirty spoon and sharp knife

You darn misshapen fork!

Oh, if food could speak!

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Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

Letter to my Aunt In Heaven

Dear Aunt aka Tia Toya

Today is your birthday just one day before mine. I wish I could call you on the landline. You departed this life to live up above. But a day doesn’t pass without me feeling your love.

You were my Tia and also my friend. You thought I was silly and sometimes a bit insane. But it didn’t matter cause you loved me just the same.

You were at times quiet but always thinking. You were selfless in loving despite the tears you were blinking.

You sometimes scolded others but for their own good. In certain aspects you were misunderstood.

You were my mother’s sister and confidant. At the parties you were the most radiant.

I really miss calling you today. But I heard your voice when I put my hands together to pray.

Happy birthday Tia. I Love you.

Your niece Guadalupe Macias