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Clouds


Amiga

not leave our path, is a warm and full of light .

Despite the changes, with dark clouds , Take my hand, and walk without fear. Now the road

brings sorrow and sadness, the rain dampen your soul, do not worry is just a short shower as well.
I also walked among storms, occasional support flood, but friends nonetheless I'm still here,

passing between the stones of the road.

You are with me, you will not miss , despite the fog.

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Maria,
a week ago today that is no longer with us.


accepted life as a right. We believe that we own and not lose it until we are old, and we were wrong.
Life is a loan, and whoever is pulling the strings, call it in this case Hazar, chance, luck, etc., Ignores our wishes and our needs. When deemed appropriate, and without notice in many cases, cancel the contract.
Saturday canceled your contract in a violent, unexpected, painful and absurd.
Every weekend there is news of motorcyclists killed on the road, but on Saturday it was you, Mary. It was you.
This time the accident was not anonymous to us. It was you.
Your name, your face, your smile, your grace, your youth.
And everything is different now. Incomprehensibly different.
Your parents, without you.
Your husband injured in a hospital and without you.
Your dog, now sleeping next to me, without you.
Your friends, without you.
I am without.

I read once that the gods choose to youth. Were undoubtedly jealous of your full life, your beauty, your love and joy and I wanted to do.

Dawn every day and stay alive among all the dangers that threaten us is a miracle. Your daily miracles ended Saturday, Mary.

Do not forget easily. The green glow of your eyes and your smile will dazzle us every time we think of you.

A kiss, wherever you are.
Lola

Woke Up Knees Hurting

solidarity



There is a campaign of "Doctors without borders", which I would like to know, is genuine, close and supportive.
The idea is to spread a message of helping the sick world's forgotten. Act directly to relieve the pain of others, in a simple and accessible. We just have to go to the nearest pharmacy and buy the "other people's pain pills." Only cost a euro and the package are 6 sugar-free mints. Each candy is an aid for every disease, including malaria, plates, tuberculosis, Kalara, AIDS and disease sleep.
In this way we self-medicate, looking for some relief in consciousness, knowing that we can help and encourage others help. The more pills
buy more patients were cured and us is we have a good taste, the taste of mint solidarity.

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I do not know and neither do tell ... This seems to have no end! And I at times. Some days I feel sad, others settle me, others I resign, most pissed me, some I fable. Wow, I can not make or stock. Yes I can say that anxiety, that feeling desperate waiting, and spent a long time. Thank goodness! I think it's pure survival, because you can not live with constant anxiety, dreaming at all times and unable to play the final.

I would say now, if I stretch a little, and I can almost touch it. But then, who knows? And besides, talking about times and is so inches on throughout this process ... Aspired to, for Christmas, the picture of our @ sin in the dining room. And I believe it because even the expectant father believed him! Now I do not know ... Every time I doubt more, but we are so few families ahead that the goals be so close, it seems the sensible thing!

And I, finishing all the projects I started thinking it could not finish ... My deluded! My course is completed next week with the final project ... The hard part of the diet is coming to an end (almost 30 lbs less!), My substitute is incorporated on Monday (I'll have time to form it !!)... sobradísimo Well, I am ready to get out of leftovers! :-)

have a friend who'd say things come when it's time. Well, I've shed a lot of things already! Of course, the kilos and my "addiction" to work ... According to this philosophy, what would I do?? :-)

Well, irony aside, count the Sunday finally met J., son of our friends on the road. He has a month, is sweet, tiernecito, handsome and has a very busy parents! Great. As says the mother of the child: ALL REACHES!

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pills on TV ads


already kicked out, the ads started the holiday season.
Before it was sweet and sentimental, I still remember the ad jingle

tear par excellence, the mother thought of his son's strange because this far and suddenly surprise, they embrace with excitement and while listening to the Famous letter to all of us to mourn "back, back home for Christmas." There was no shortage of "famous dolls, which were walking towards the portal and butter in the pan with the fireplace in the background.
Now the ads have a very different message, luxury and sex appeal to sell the most expensive perfumes and the most glittering stars of the art scene. Are also heralded as the year, all telephone operators, offering the ultimate in high technology in a frantic race to see who deceives us better. And then there are those of the "anti-aging creams" are all magic and if true what they say would not have one or a wrinkle. In this society it is forbidden to be old and we have to pretend that time does not pass or at least we were not noticing.
With this scenario, every day stand less ads on TV.

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All Saints

Esta mañana me he vuelto a despertar, como cada año, por culpa de la conversación de dos señoras ancianas al lado de mi nicho.

- Pues yo le he traído crisantemos, Carmencita.

- Esos ya están pasados de moda, Josefina.

- A mi Honorio le encantaban.

- ¿A tu Honorio? De moda, pasados están. Pasados.

- Ay, Honorio, en el cielo estarás bien.

- Not much because you will see the chrysanthemums from above, Josefina - This last, let go a bit so bajini.

And all the while until I've had my fill and have issued guttural sound from beyond the classic fright-ladies who have not attended too.

- Well it seems to be rain, Josefina.

- I thought I had gas. What a shame, chrysanthemums will be lost.

- I'm Josephine, I have to do the lentils and then did not come to church.

- What a shame.

- Well, it's okay if it's already started.

- Chrysanthemums.

- With God, Josefina. With God.

- Goodbye, Honorio, until next year, if I.

- Ay ... Josephine, who I have little to some.

- A all time comes to all.

After the usual speech from elderly 70, recalling every 30 seconds it will die, each has taken a different path to that picky is back, has caught the mums and put them in front of the grave of a family member. Of course, as he had come empty-handed.

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And every November 1st hordes of seniors passed the cemetery to bring flowers to everyone. Do not stretch much, just once a year, lest they hit something. They put the suit on Sunday, and are arranged in procession to bring flowers. The truth, would not have thought that flowers do not need anything? You do not see! Unless they start building niches with glass, cement remains opaque. Already said the announcement:

Ready to go to die.

An atmosphere, dark, stone

view, wooden floors, comfort

eternal

ideal for one person. Niches

Eternity.

Since they come would be much more interesting than leave a few bottles of wine, but to slip through the hollows and decayed tissue. Or a nail files. I do not know what happens, but since I've moved into this niche, I have grown hooves that I have everything crossed the coffin inside. And a little bit of softening, rather than think I have wire hair.

Honorius I get, what happens?

here because I am a little bored on my block and there is no room and do not get new ones. However, the other day they took the bones of Honorius, who said goodbye to the finger that caused me the radius and ulna fracture "And I think it's because Josefina must be about to enter in the community. So insistent, I have finished taking care, so when you get the invite for a walk by the empty tomb is near the cypress trees, to see if I give it a shake to the skeleton. Is it considered necrophilia?