Thursday, February 02, 2006

hector satya vasquez-robles June 27 1972 - September 19, 2005

A big wave of missing him hit me today.

Little things will do it, little dumb things. Today it was the cashier at work. They had the same shaped head. And as I was forking over my five bucks I felt like someone had suddenly socked me in the guts. I wanted to make some kind of animal noise, but of course I didn't, I just accepted the change, and left.

What else can you do.

I miss him.

4 Comments:

Anonymous et said...

The longing always hits you at the strangest times.

9:21 PM  
Blogger Sandra said...

I have waves of missing my dead grandpa - but that's perfectly fine with me and I kinda wish I had them more often.

It's the time between those waves - the "not missing", the forgetting - that scares me.

4:23 AM  
Blogger Juan Bodley said...

He looks like someone the whole world would like to know...I'm sorry I didn't...

Life sucks that way

1:20 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This looks like a person I once knew. I am sad to see he has passed. Was he from Azusa CA?

7:07 PM  

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