Still living
He discovered that he had cancer when it his body was able to defeat him.
He knew nothing, asked nothing.
only recently able to talk about calling his illness as he had.
Before you looked into my eyes and told you he was ill, suffering, who do not take it anymore.
But that look was a request for silence.
wanted you near.
wanted your company.
But without words. The words
tired. Applications
above.
Silence.
Even after returning home, after long months in hospital, did not want to hear the truth that perhaps he had always kept hidden somewhere in his mind and that her husband felt the need to tell her instead. The doctors did not give
hopes, the situation was serious enough to consider unnecessary chemotherapy.
People sometimes without realizing it, she talked about the past "was so good "..." he was so young."
The husband did not give up.
On the bedside table saw books on cancer treatments, natural medicine textbooks, stacks of printouts from the internet and figured that this man was leading the fight alone.
I tried to imagine what might be going to sleep and wake up next to her, every day with the same thought in mind.
Today she is here.
's still alive.
But until when?
Today I saw it.
sitting in front of me. He tells me of the holiday
that they booked.
Del child age 6 years a few days ago.
of his last half-pay for all the days of illness.
tell her something about me, what has happened in my life the last time when we have not seen very often.
I listen.
Ride.
I'll come back to mind old stories of journeys made with love ... ... and it tells me with eyes full of light on the finer things in life.
And I feel my heart explode with joy that you are here.
front of me.
I confess that it is planning to stop working.
has yet to decide.
would not give up, would not want to become a full-time homemaker, but tire easily and wants to devote all the energy that the people he loves.
I say that I think is the best solution - after what you've been ...- and remains suspended in mid-sentence in the room.
She nods and starts to tell a girl he met in hospital.
"You do not have it done you know I went to the hospital to find her and I realized it was the end ..."
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wedding Card With Cash Gift Wordings
the belly is the wave
not talk about it.
caper that does everything but the day the alien?
is making some progress sauce?
doing tests for typhus when he will take the stage
is training for any body building competitions (to the delight of dad)
or simply gets a caxxo to do all day and then really wants to harass mom's belly?!
but I say, but as you send me around damn it.
yesterday c'avevo the belly that hung to the left right now ..... you know ..... a level playing field ... nun if it hurts anyone.
last night was the waves while eating
tonight kicked and punched the cat that was curled up near me and looking at me with wide eyes
me seems to have ......... and someone still wonders Why call it alien!
de'm past threatens to wake up one day with the navel in the armpit. I have to stand up on
missing very little.
not talk about it.
caper that does everything but the day the alien?
is making some progress sauce?
doing tests for typhus when he will take the stage
is training for any body building competitions (to the delight of dad)
or simply gets a caxxo to do all day and then really wants to harass mom's belly?!
but I say, but as you send me around damn it.
yesterday c'avevo the belly that hung to the left right now ..... you know ..... a level playing field ... nun if it hurts anyone.
last night was the waves while eating
tonight kicked and punched the cat that was curled up near me and looking at me with wide eyes
me seems to have ......... and someone still wonders Why call it alien!
de'm past threatens to wake up one day with the navel in the armpit. I have to stand up on
missing very little.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Delete Facebook Login Mac
Che ...
What I always sorry when I write bitter things. What
me sing and I play it from me.
What I know so much.
What I do not want to think about it.
That does not matter.
What I know what really matters. What
not work.
That's not the people.
they came to this country. That some things
pulverize with a laugh.
What's sunny outside.
That is nice when I find the right words.
That's when they are right, seems never enough.
that sometimes is a problem that my heart opens wide so that, at all, for a song, for whatever he decides. What
with a heart so the risks are twofold.
What I do not want to say what they are. What
but I prefer the first.
What I feel like a bit of sweetness.
Free. What
please please please i already paid enough.
What I always sorry when I write bitter things. What
me sing and I play it from me.
What I know so much.
What I do not want to think about it.
That does not matter.
What I know what really matters. What
not work.
That's not the people.
they came to this country. That some things
pulverize with a laugh.
What's sunny outside.
That is nice when I find the right words.
That's when they are right, seems never enough.
that sometimes is a problem that my heart opens wide so that, at all, for a song, for whatever he decides. What
with a heart so the risks are twofold.
What I do not want to say what they are. What
but I prefer the first.
What I feel like a bit of sweetness.
Free. What
please please please i already paid enough.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Brown Jack Daniels Belt Buckle
, the secret of happiness
"Lillian's. How can I help you? "
The voice that answered the phone in the kitchen of the restaurant was young and male.
The sound of dishes and voices rang in the background.
" There is Lillian? Tell her that Ian is. "
The phone fell noisily on the working of steel and Ian stayed to listen to the voices of the cooks in the background, their conversations that slip between the sounds of knives slicing and water that flowed on dishes and vegetables .
Lillian took the line.
"Ian? What's happening? "
" He agreed to come to dinner with me. Now what do I do? "
" Cook, Ian. "
" I know, but what? "
" Well ... what do you feel for her? "
" It 's beautiful and intelligent e. .. "
"I mean," Lillian's voice sounded patient, "What do you want?"
"I want ..." Ian paused, then cleared his voice '.
"I would like with me for the rest of my life."
"So so food '."
The School of Essential Ingredients - Erica Bauermeister
"Lillian's. How can I help you? "
The voice that answered the phone in the kitchen of the restaurant was young and male.
The sound of dishes and voices rang in the background.
" There is Lillian? Tell her that Ian is. "
The phone fell noisily on the working of steel and Ian stayed to listen to the voices of the cooks in the background, their conversations that slip between the sounds of knives slicing and water that flowed on dishes and vegetables .
Lillian took the line.
"Ian? What's happening? "
" He agreed to come to dinner with me. Now what do I do? "
" Cook, Ian. "
" I know, but what? "
" Well ... what do you feel for her? "
" It 's beautiful and intelligent e. .. "
"I mean," Lillian's voice sounded patient, "What do you want?"
"I want ..." Ian paused, then cleared his voice '.
"I would like with me for the rest of my life."
"So so food '."
The School of Essential Ingredients - Erica Bauermeister
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