the JC factor

Please make up you mind. You can't change your name when its convenient to you 

The rain is telling me to slow down, saying that I shouldn't take anything for granted.

adagio.fm sesame ckn 03 silver oak merlot...We're set :-)

is having a better day than expected :)

Beba on my mind...

Been thinking about you lately, lil' sis :-)

Quisiera inventar nuevas palabras para decirte lo mucho que significas en mi vida. Decirte que pienso en ti cada dia, que cuando me siento solo e insignificante, pensar en tu sonrisa y tus apapachos es todo lo que necesito para continuar mi dia.

I wish I could invent new words that could tell you how powerfully your life touches my life. I wish there were words that could express that when I feel the burden of solitude , the image of you comes to mind with your smile and your love hugs, and that's all it takes to carry on my day.

"Vacant-tions?

There I was, beautiful island of Puerto Rico, now I know why the call it vacations. My mind seemed gone vacant from all the mundane worries and little things that can make your mind feel oppressed most of the time. So as I go to bed this evening I thank God for all the good things he has provided to me. 

I give thanks for Mama and Beba and thank for all the wonderful souls that have touched my life, for all the beautiful pieces of heaven on earth that I've been allowed to touch and feel, Thank You. Good night

It's that time of the year...

It's that time of the year when the weather starts to cool off, when the mega-marketers of the world start displaying their awful "Holiday Special" ads.

She is in my dreams again, my granmother Coty that is, telling me again that my need to ban all things "Christmasy" while unfounded is understandable. She tells me the same thing every year you know but this year it was different.

She dared to ask the all powerful question: Why? The list goes on, I mean what about the poor children that don't have food, needless to say "toys" every day of the year? But what about the true meaning of Christmas? I tell her, we have all forgotten it! Then she asks again why?