I would go back to being 4 years old when my Abuelita died and make sure I was able to see her in the hospital. They wouldn't let me in and I never saw her again, I was devastated. It would be have helped me a lot as a kid, I cannot picture the last time I saw her, I just remember an ambulance coming and taking her to the hospital. My Mom was so emotionaly and physically drained she did not go to her Mother's funeral and I never understood or appreciated what had happened, there was no goodbye or closure. That screwed me up pretty good. I was extremely close to her, she died of complications from pneumonia but really she had breast cancer that would have ended her life soon enough. She was living with us at the time so that my Mom could take care of her, it is still a heartbreaker.









btw how does a French woman hold her lover? By the ears......


