Thursday, December 25, 2008

on the eve of,'s those little things that take you back to were you were, were you've been and everything you thought you forgot...

It’s been about 11 years since I've did the rosary and prayed at the altar made by my Tia’s hands. It’s amazing how many memories come up to the surface when you’re around family you haven't seen in a while. The good, the bad and all the things that made you who are you. Looking at the photographs on the wall wondering where in the hell all the time has gone and just then realizing time really doesn't wait for no one.

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