Ques la que Los Angeles

i also think about that person that is free doing whatever a person does….and in the back of their head….they have to live w the fact that they killed someone yesterday….

i wonder what they r thinking. and i think of what a person must be going through…their state of mind to kill someone over a honk…or whatever the case may be….

what takes a person to that point? how much pain must they be in to be caplable to do that and then live with it. and how that affects them and their interactions w others….how wounded can you be? and what that person must have gone through to get to that point of hopelessness to be able to do such actions? who else played a part create that kind of human being? 

and then i think of that family that no longer has their loved one….it must not make sense to them. the pain i am sure drowns them…. none of this makes sense. 

nuestra isla esta pasando por unas que ya nadie aguanta.

el dolor es palpable….

i get tired. and stressed. and overwhelmed. 

and then something like today happens and it gives you new energy to keep going. 

i get stressed over fundraising, over getting the shoes…over truly doing this in the most honorable way for these people that have suffered so much….

but at the end….someone has to step up and do it…be about it kaz…

my stress is worth it…bc someone today is feeling hopeless over the loss of their husband…bc 3 kids lost their dad….its so ridiculous…

hay que seguir pa lante….

viendo fotos de stefano y pienso…como esto pudo haber pasado? no lo conocí pero si lo estoy conociendo….porque aunque no este aqui en forma fisica….lo estoy conociendo por su mama….su hermana…sus amistades….sus abuelos….sus maestros….sus classmates. 

es una persona tan grande…. no entiendo porque pasan las cosas….pero se lo que es real….y lo que es transciende lo físico…y hay energías que llaman y tocan….

este proyecto de veras que me esta enseñando mucho…..

solo tengo que callarme….be still….y escuchar…