Another year has passed, and here I am, yet a year further from 1965. The further away I am from 1998 and all those years of losses. The further from the reason I am here, but never further away from the truth. I wish my grandmother hadn’t passed away in 2009. I would ask her […]
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My brother lives over the ocean. The last time I’ve seen him in person was almost three years ago. He would appear and disappear on Skype, and on Facebook, and we would chat or just turn chat on while he practices his trumpet accompanying me being busy. I believe that one day I will see […]