Who I'd like to meet:
I'd like to meet with my Mom again. She died when I was 15 years old. I miss her. I always ask myself how my life would have been with her, but that I may NEVER know. She lives in my heart and mind. I LOVE YOU.
*Absence makes the heart grow fonder....
*Cuando alguien se va, el que se queda Sufre Mas!
"The human heart has hidden treasures, in secret kept, in silence sealed, the thoughts, the hopes the dreams, the pleasures whose charms were broken if revealed."
There will always be someone who would be hurt by your death...