Hi abuelita. You've been gone for two years. Can you believe it? It's been forever since I've hugged you. I think of you often and tell stories about you. You live in my breath, my words. It doesn't seem quite right that you are gone. There is this space in my life where you should be. Everything about you is so vibrant, so colorful that I forget you're gone sometimes. I think, she must be here, I can see her and hear her laughter. Then I remember. I love you. I miss you.
Christina
2nd January 2014
Abuelita there is so much to say and no more time to say it. I love you. You are me and I am you. Every time I tell a story with my hands, every time I fret about swimming, every time I make rice pudding and laugh loudly, you are still here. I'm glad because I don't know how to live in a world where you aren't there.
Christina
5th January 2012
A beautiful woman with a sparkle in her eye that made even the brightest diamond look dull. I didn't have the pleasure of knowing her very well but I know her brilliant spark lives on in those that carry her blood in their veins.
Las acompaño en su sentimiento.
esperanzaeterna
5th January 2012