visit my parents

For moments, I think that if something terrible happen to them, and I am not there, what would I do? And there is only one answer, and that is acceptance. I know that here is my right place for me, I hope in the future through the many ways of the universe, we can stay together for longer periods of time. I dont want to feel fear about that anymore. It is what it is.

I moved to this country like 7 years ago, i never missed them that much like now. Death is present in my mind, every once in a while I think about my mom or dad passing away, and I feel sad for being so far. I do know that Death is not death, just leaving the phisical body, but sometimes i get caught up in that game of guilt. We were supposed to go to argentina with danny but numbers are not good, not good. And I think I will have to postpone it a few more months. I miss my medialunas con cafe con leche. I miss family.