Just got back from a funeral. My friend Kenny's mom passed away. It was lovely service, sad and moving.
Couldn't help thinking of my dad. He passed away 12 years ago on March 9, 1996. I miss him. I miss my mom too. She's still here but she's old, so old — 90 years old and very forgetful. The aging, the dying; "life goes on, I forget just why."
Sunday's performance is dedicated to the loving memory of my beloved father Henry Soto, and to Joan Goldenberg, a wonderful spirit, mother, and friend.
And to my mother, Andy Soto, still hanging on, still here.
Friday, March 7, 2008
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lo siento mucho merian.
acabo de comprar unas azucenas por aca ... [pa to's los muertos...]
visitare el cementerio cerca del morro en honor
y ya tengo otra cosa q observar en la practica mañana ademas de la novedad de este contexto...
estoy agradecida de esta posibilidad....
te quiero mucho
sabes q estoy ahi contigo
y que mañana tambien lo estare con todos ustedes ...
saludos caribeños.
Gracias Noemi, Va a ser chulisimo tu performance en el morro. Pienso que aca tambien aunque va a hacer frio, friisimo. Hay un viento tremendo, hay ramas por todos lados, varios arboles cayeron. Conectadas siempre
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