Saturday, November 10, 2012

Happy 237th Birthday US Marine Corps

 ....especially to our favorite Marine, Max! :D

 yes the cake is a few years old but still cool

Friday, November 9, 2012


VEE:  It is difficult to live with an ailing parent.  I struggle with thoughts that Ive put my life on hold for someone who doesnt even care.  I live with someone who thinks they own everything even though I do pay my way.  Part of the problem is my mom doesnt fully accept whats wrong with her and tries to push her limits.  She also, like all parents I suspect, never stops thinking of me as a little kid.  There are a few things she is fully able to help me with but ignores the fact that I could really use her help or even the offer of help.  I try to see things from her view however sometimes I have no clue what she is thinking and it can be very frustrating and painful.  

We dont pick our cross, we carry the one we are given.


VEE:  Yay its Friday and I have a much needed three day weekend!  People at work ask me what am I going to do with my weekend, I reply "NOTHING!"

Friday, November 2, 2012

Requiescat in Pace

On this day of All Souls, I would like to remember and pray for:

My mom, Lucy
My brother Johnny
My baby nephew Isaac
My fraternal and maternal grandparents, Juan & Lita, Tobias and Gina
My great aunt Antonia
My uncles Manuel and Epifanio
My Aunts Irma, Carmen, Lupe, Helen
My cousins Ruben, David, Jackie
My friends America, Stella, "Mercy"

And for all the souls in Purgatory who have no one to pray for them...

I dedicate this song, "Fly" from Jars of Clay. This song is especially fitting in regards to my mom, whom I stayed by her side during her 10 month battle recovering from Cryptococcal Encephalitis. She was in the hospital for months, and wound up contracting MRSA. It was just one more virus she could not handle, and she succumbed within a month of contracting it... the song is fitting because i would hold her hand while she underwent all sorts of tests and wound care, and together, along with hospital staff, we would pray the Divine Mercy chaplet. The staff weren't even Catholic, but they would join in the prayer nonetheless because it seemed to calm my mom down ... This song just reminds me of the sleepless nights at her bedside, holding her hand....


Be still
Let your hand melt into mine
The part of me
That breathes when you breathe
Is losing time
I can't find the words to say
I'll never say goodbye

And I'll fly with you
Through the night so you know
I'm not letting go
I'm not letting go
Tears like rain fill up the sky
Oh my love
I'm not letting go
I won't let you go

I saw a host of silent angels
Waiting on their own
Knowing that all the promises
Of faith come alive
When you see home
Hold still and let your
Hand melt into mine


Shed your heart and your breath
And your pain and fly
Now your alive

Now you're alive
Now you're alive
Now you're alive

I won't let you go
I'm not letting go