Los Angeles, a Marriage, and a Loss of Life
Going home always reminds me why I love Los Angeles so much. The weather and the food selection is enough for anyone to want to stay there forever, but for me it's about family and friends. Jinhee came with me to experience what it is about LA that I'm going on and on about all the time. Luckily, she thought it was as good as I had said it was (I hope). Soaking up some sun and eating my favorite foods with the people I love most. That's the life.
My brother's wedding wasn't what I expected at all. I haven't been in many weddings and this was the first time I was a part of the wedding ceremony. I was a little sad I couldn't join my brother for his bachelor party or be his best man...but there are limitations to what I can do for my brother when I live half way around the world. Everyone was at the wedding. I saw family that I only see rarely. The ceremony for the western wedding was held in a museum at Pasadena. It was gorgeous.
My older sister told me while I was back home that she was pregnant. I was surprised and she hadn't even told Carlos yet. I was happy for her and her family. Suzy is one of the few in my family who knows how to take good care of kids.
This morning, she told me that she had a miscarriage two days ago. The only time I have experienced a loved one passing was when my great grandmother died. She was almost 100 years old when she died. This time, we didn't even get the opportunity to get to know and love this young life. I can't say that though...as soon as his existence was known, he was loved. My sister is suffering emotionally. She saw the body of the baby which wasn't fully formed yet. I wish I could be there to comfort her. She is gradually recovering but I know that this will be something that stays with us forever.
My brother's wedding wasn't what I expected at all. I haven't been in many weddings and this was the first time I was a part of the wedding ceremony. I was a little sad I couldn't join my brother for his bachelor party or be his best man...but there are limitations to what I can do for my brother when I live half way around the world. Everyone was at the wedding. I saw family that I only see rarely. The ceremony for the western wedding was held in a museum at Pasadena. It was gorgeous.
My older sister told me while I was back home that she was pregnant. I was surprised and she hadn't even told Carlos yet. I was happy for her and her family. Suzy is one of the few in my family who knows how to take good care of kids.
This morning, she told me that she had a miscarriage two days ago. The only time I have experienced a loved one passing was when my great grandmother died. She was almost 100 years old when she died. This time, we didn't even get the opportunity to get to know and love this young life. I can't say that though...as soon as his existence was known, he was loved. My sister is suffering emotionally. She saw the body of the baby which wasn't fully formed yet. I wish I could be there to comfort her. She is gradually recovering but I know that this will be something that stays with us forever.