Tuesday, August 30, 2005
How ironic. I go to a funeral and just before that i look at the sky and see a million stars. How can one visit the reality of death under a roof of stars, an evident celebration of life? May 1, 2005
Last night I went to Charmie Garcia, a high school batchmate's wake. When we came in, people were talking about her life. The weird thing was that though tears were evidently on everyone's faces, smiles and laughter were more so noticeable. It was then that I realized... we weren't just celebrating her life, we were celebrating a miracle.
So there.
Last night I went to Charmie Garcia, a high school batchmate's wake. When we came in, people were talking about her life. The weird thing was that though tears were evidently on everyone's faces, smiles and laughter were more so noticeable. It was then that I realized... we weren't just celebrating her life, we were celebrating a miracle.
So there.
i'm so far down, are you? *inna |
8/30/2005 06:31:00 PM
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