abuela, mi amor
By LibranDeity
communication a birth right snatched repossessed taken back except with me to others, it is incoherent jibberish they just nod and smile make you a five-year-old again you taught me an innumerable amount of life's wisdom and lessons: don't give up keep trying keep talking keep doing what's best for you the torch has been passed from you, to me it's my chosen duty to remind you of your life's lessons i love you, grandmom. keep doing what's best for you.my grandmom had a stroke on wednesday. i went to visit her at the hospital...she changed so much. this once proud, strong, self-efficient woman was reduced to a mumbling child. she couldn't hold a coherent conversation with anyone but me. raw emotions here, but i had to put them down. no critical replies here. Written January 17th, 2002 © on Jan 17 2002 04:25 AM PST 0 • 18 • 1
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