Friday, May 20, 2011

Why Does Oatmeal Make My Stomach Hurt?

Mauricio Orellana

I have no words and my throat chokes when trying to articulate. I'm in the hotel room in Ceiba, thinking I could enjoy the Carnival to be held tomorrow. Ceiba I arrived just today with 3 friends on vacation plans for the weekend. Once again my plans have been thwarted by Divine Providence. God commands, period. The Almighty always has the last word. My cousin Mauricio Orellana, has just died and for 3 minutes I have called from Tegucigalpa to give me the news. I've been staring at the screen of my blackberry and not think about anything. How explain this feeling so strong and unexpected? You can not. I feel I fall short and will remain so for some time. Again the image of my father deceased for more than 4 years, out of nowhere! And then imagine my mother, just imagine, without saying anything. I think the two and in love with my brothers that you had to Mauri. I think about the fragility of life, much more fragile than a spider web. Then come the memories of Ana Lucia and Lourdes Carol, daughters and wife, respectively, who currently reside in the United States. I think the battle we are fighting humans when we are leaving this world, this time to decide on which one or nothing can help us, and my body twitches. God Only one, totally alone in this special meeting, expected by many but not "notice" forever. The moment when our souls return to their Creator! Would it be like? I still believe and my gaze is lost in the void, did not determine my 3 friends I have a pair. They do not know what to say, to handle the situation is not within their list of options. On the other hand I do not know what to do ... will be up tomorrow when you take the first bus back to Tegucigalpa. Today my cousin is out of the house of the Father, and this will be marked forever in my heart, until the same way when my time is fulfilled, can again to see him again.

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