Friday, May 26, 2017

I own it.

Image from The Road to Me

What you own belongs to you and if it does then you can do with it what you like.  This is a good way to deal with sadness.

Sadness isn't always a bad thing.  Behind every sadness is always a story of loss but also of love.

Somewhere I read that if you feel grief then it's only because you have known love.  That is a really good thing.  Many people don't know love and, even worse, don't know how to love. 

Monday, May 01, 2017

Pieces of April

With April just over, the song title came to my mind.  I grew up with this song in my youth.  Just found it on Youtube and it made me smile.  

April was an ordinary month, marked only by the death of a beloved uncle, Rufino Soliano.  

He was the eldest in a family of nine children and the only sibling who was older than my dad, who also passed away almost twenty-seven years ago.  

When I reconnected with Uncle Rufi, after too many years of not meeting up, the bond was instantaneous for me. Whether we realise it or not, it's the blood that we share.  

I will miss him and every time I hear this beautiful song, I shall think of him.