The last letter

I don’t even know where to start.. the heartache? The beginning?

Memories flood my mind of you as a child, as a teen, as a father.. your smile, laugh, and how you would try to protect me.

I suppose every mother who loses a child thinks the thoughts of I was supposed to go first.. how dare you? Were you alone? Did you know you were leaving us? I’m so selfish thinking how your death will affect my life.. your children? How will they grow up without you?

This is a the last song you posted on your Facebook… did you know?

You are the first who called me Raq.. so you could get my attention anywhere. It worked..

I will forever miss you.. like as long as I live anyway..

Sleep well my son

A legend

So there’s this Aztec legend.

The legend is of course one of love. The love story of two young Aztecs, Xóchitl and Huitzilin.

Starts from when they are little children. They spent all their spare time together playing. As they grew older they hiked to the top a close by mountain. There they would offer flowers to the sun god Tonatiuh. Here they swore to each other that their love would last forever.

War broke out and Huitzilin was killed. When Xóchitl found out, she felt as if her world was falling apart. She took one last hike to the top of their mountain and asked the sun god to somehow join her to her love.

A ray of sunlight gently touched her cheek. Turning her into a beautiful fiery flower. A cempasuchil. (Marigold) just then a hummingbird gently touched the center of the flower. The hummingbird being Huitzilin. The flower opened its petals and filled the air with it’s beautiful and mysterious scent. They will always be together. At least as long as there are marigolds and hummingbirds.

So someone close to me had read about this legend and says, it’s so Mexican to love someone even in death. We are so dark… lol

However love is love and sometimes we’ve really no choice in the matter. The heart wants what the soul determines is a match. Tread lightly in making someone care for you.. they only need their one..

Peace my loves

R

The feelings of a song

It’s a beautiful thing how music can take you to a place inside. Music… the only thing that doesn’t let you down..

This one takes me back to walks in the beautiful city of Hollister CA. My gut telling me what I already knew. Listening to it brings it all back. That gut knows!

✌️❤️

Raq

On we go

This wonderful Universe…

Visiting a friend in Arizona…

Got in late and there was a terrible storm..rain,hail,so much wind…

However on the bright side… the bed was comfy and I woke up to this on the wall…

Heck yes, it could be!

Love this life…

✌️❤️

Raq

What can I say?

I’m surviving’

I am!

With or without you… like the rest… heh

Go on with your fake world…

What happens when you trust again?…

This song was in my head as I woke up this beautiful morning… must be a reason…

And I’m not gonna lie
Say I’ve been alright
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been living upside downWhat can I say? I’m survivin’
Crawling out these sheets to see another day

I’m gonna be fine
I’m gonna be fine
I think I’ll be fine

✌️🖤

Raq

Locked love?

One of my stops is Byram MS… at the Swinging Bridge.

So if you walk on it yes, it moves and I suppose you could get it to swing.

So as I walked into the bridge, two young fellas were standing near the middle and yell, “ y’all better hurry if you wanna see a alligator.” Uh yeah I wanna see one… sure enough on the bank of the river was a good sized alligator. Cool!

So after the alligator excitement a small walk on the bridge I noticed all these locks on the bridge.. now let me just say my mind was just reeling… locks? Omg 💕

These young men were very kind and happy to talk. So I had to ask, even though I knew the answer… so what do these locks signify? One of the men said it’s for love. The things you run into when you least expect it. Well, in France there’s a bridge where two lovers write their names on a lock put it on the bridge and throw the key in the river.. Someone must have brought that with them here. So very cool. Locks for days… love?

I sure hope so…

So this was all cool and all but, back at camp… a red cardinal… yeah ..

And just to dig it all an’ not to wonder, that’s just fine
And I’ll be satisfied not to read in between the lines

Happy 4th!

✌️❤️

Raq