A time to love and a time to rest.

Jan 18, 2005 23:46

Tonight my mother, sister and I attended a wake for my best friend Lee's grandmother. 4 men performed songs from her PuertoRican homeland and they were as kids today would say, the shiznit. One of them was the puertorican version of Slash from Guns and Roses. He was working that guitar! Yes I refer to the new generation as kids because as some may or may not know I will be turning the big 2 9 next month. The thought of being 29 already is boggling. I still consider myself a kid at heart but I guess when u are balding and sagging you are no longer a kid. Lets just hope that both malfunctions are the result of breastfeeding.

So, I'm sitting there at the wake and one of Lee's relatives reads from the psalm book. He reads Corinthians 13, the one that says how their is a time for everything. For some reason all I kept imagining was me jumping up there and yelling to my mom, I DONT WANT TO SEE YOU IN A BOX JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE TO STUBBORN TO QUIT SMOKING! THERE IS A TIME FOR SMOKING AND A TIME FOR QUITING AND A TIME FOR CARING HOW YOUR FAMILY FEELS AND A TIME TO TELL DAD THAT YOU SMOKE ! That lady makes me want to pull my hair out and skip the slow progression of hair loss. I knew if I did jump there that it would probably leave me rideless and that would not make for a happy baby waiting at home for my boob.

My sister shares the same frustration with her and if it wasnt for her being tired from working her first day EVER at a real job, she would have probably jumped up there too.

There is something very reassuring about seeing someone laying in a casket and its that life does go on even for the dead.

Rest in Peace E.G.<33
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