Today… more than ever, I feel a strong urge to stop and roll the dice again in my life. The world is crazy, the economy, wars, strange global climate and thousands of dead people in the poor country of Haiti. Today, more than ever, I close my eyes and wish that I could actively be part of the change… so easy to say, so hard to do.

I came across this video today at work… eye opening, hit me to the core and wanted to share…

Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON’TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES

Then listen close to me…
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be

-Taken from “Where the Sidewalk Ends” by Shel Silverstein

Gotta love all these T-mobile commercials, Trafalgar Square, Edinburgh, Birmingham, Derby, Belgium and so forth! Gotta love’em!

Back in August sometime I posted the lyrics of my favorite song in the whole world, Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd. I wrote a little short paragraph about how this song had so much meaning to me in various stages of my life… one of those being my good friend Mauricio whom I’ve known ever since we were about 13 yrs old. Mauricio was diagnosed with colon cancer last year and ever since then, gave a very fierce battle against this disease. This was also Mauricio’s favorite song and every time he would drive down from Honduras to Costa Rica he would play it over and over again in his car… something I can still relate to!

This past Wednesday November 25th, Mauricio passed away peacefully at home, surrounded by the people he loved the most, his family.

Although Mauricio lived in Honduras for many years, we always remained very close friends. The memories we had from our childhood were so many that we could talk for hours about them. We dated back in 1985, he was the love of my life, but then again, he was the love of every girl in the neighborhood lol! We would always hang out at the park together with our friends and as soon as it was time to go home he knew it was his duty to walk me over. Half a block before my house there was a tree (el palo de cas), it’s where we would make out before I got home, it was our thing… and of course, every time I was wearing my tight white pants, he always tried to cop a feel… unsuccessfully! :o)  The most popular story was the one time he made out with 3 of us in one night, me and my friends Marcela and Rocío… we still gave him crap about that a couple years ago! Mauricio was my first teen love back in the 80’s and up to a few years ago he still had some of my handwritten letters from then and a photo of myself in a Brazilian red and white bikini… Read the rest of this entry »