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Times like these, are the times I wish I had him to talk to. To discuss how to MAKE someone listen to you, to FORCE someone to accept your apology, to HAVE them see your way… I know he would tell me that ”you can’t make someone listen. You can’t force someone to accept your apology, and you can’t have them see your way. They have to want to.” And as much as I know this, it would just make it better because he said so.
Where are you papa, when I need you!?
Something you don’t really see in Long Beach. More like downtown LA or something. Artfully done graffiti on the side of a tire place on 4th and Alamitos. Notice the Grand Prix racing cars, pretty cool!
Missing someone is your heart’s way of telling you just how much you love them.
(via halfway-through, runawaytrain)
Yesterday we went on a train ride, 4.17.10, our first train ride ever. Kinda crazy. Just like the bus, but so many more crazy people on there. Sitting, walking, passing by, there was so much going on. Overwhelming at times. A man gets on with like 5 service dogs. yes FIVE! Everyone stares, the operator says on the speaker, “sir you cannot bring those dogs on here”….a train rentacop says, “sir, no you cannot do that! Not all those dogs!!” The man replies, “do you want to see the paper work?” No one is listening nor do they want to see the paper work. Everyone is still staring. The train operator goes on her break and as she walks by she says to him from outside the train, “did you hear me, you can’t bring in those dogs!” The man again says, I asked the guy if he wanted to see the paper work!” She threatens him that they are calling the Sheriff and at the next stop he will be there. He says thats fine and tells her go ahead. The man didn’t do or say anything to anyone. Minding his own business. So the train continues. We get off at the next stop and he gets off too. No sheriff. Empty threats. The only thing I didn’t mention is that this man, was obviously homeless and carrying a huge bag and his skin was burned to an auburn crisp. He had long braided dirty waxy hair and was filthy. Would an otherwise clean, “normal” looking man, be harassed in such a way? On the way back home we were on the train and I took this picture of Aidan. After I took it, a melancholy mood came over me and I thought to myself, that how could it be that we are so happy and have all the people we really need in our lives to make it happy, others are not so lucky (e.g: the girl standing in the background, stood like that for a good 20minutes). :O(
Glue is obsolete! Everything is now self-adhesive!
As time has passed from when I was a lil kid to now, I’ve noticed that it has now fallen into my hands to be the glue, so to speak, of the endless tails of family. So this is how it came to be that my grandparents were once the glue… and then our parents… and now its come down to us.. the siblings. I now understand this intricate process that if we don’t pay attention, can make everything fall apart. To be in such control of so much used to be soooo beyond my comprehension and I thought I could never take it on. But slowly as I grow older, I see that I can only take on as much as I’ve matured and grown to take on. Its pretty awesome that my kids rely on me to do these things. I can honestly say that I love my life. Everyone has drama and deals in different ways… but I love the fact that I, even though alone, can move forward with these two little impressionable minds and not “sweat” the small stuff. <3
I have succumbed to behavior that I normally would not. This year, I am back to me. This is how I feel about the active participants in my life.
(via thelovelybones)
Couldn’t live without the beach…
The other day we went to the beach. Kids were happy. It was the fist weekend of spring maybe. Super nice out. Biked all the way there. Like 4078 miles. While sitting there in the sand and watching them play and enjoying the sun, I started thinking how sad it would be if our beaches were gone. They wouldn’t be standing in the distance, and they wouldn’t get to leave their footprint. 
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