Mi familia

This has truly been one of the worst weeks of my adult life. Every morning I awake to intense stomach pains. The stress has entered my sleep so that I don't even wake to feel refreshed. In the midst of all this crap I have received a blessing.

A thought appeared out of nowhere that I come from a difficult family. We are not cold, but we can definitely be cool. We are distant and fragmented. I love them all, but I'm not sure what it is that ties us together.

At first this seemed like a bad thought. I was still being negative. Then it hit me. Thinking about family opened up a memory that I thought had long been lost. Suddenly I was a child, sitting on the floor at my grandparents house. I you go to the closet there is a racetrack that you can put together for hotwheels. The carpet is very thick and full of cushion. The house is warm, and it smells of wood. It is always relaxing and dark here. My grandfather has archives of video tapes full of movies recorded from the television. There are notebooks that tell u what movies are on what tapes. Life is good.

I can't believe how happy I was then.