S.O.S.

I've been slacking. I've been slacking in all areas of my life. There are emotions of sadness, feelings of numbness. It started with that phone call. Yoda had passed away.

Grandpa Yoda was a family friend who went to same church I attended growing up. I doubt there was one sunday where I didn't see him passing out the mass programs. We called him yoda because he simply looked him, smile and all. (Minus the green tinted skin though) His laugh was hearty and his smile wide. In spanish cultures, we hug and kiss when saying hello and goodbye. Every Sunday, without fail, I got my hug and kiss. Occasionally, a "behave yourself" when I was an alter server that Sunday.

Sitting there during his viewing I couldn't help but remember those days I spent in that Church. The Sundays where we tried not to giggle as the pastor feel asleep during the service. The love we received from the elders in the parish. They're older now, more fragile. As I rested my head on my brother's shoulder, tears slowly streaming down, he whispered in my ear "It's the end of an era". It was, it is.

I believe that when our time comes, we will get to see those we love again as we remember them best. I'll be waiting for my Sunday hug and kiss, and that occasionally "Behave yourself"