Absoutely Adorable

It was the cutest thing! It was like watching a baby laugh and do something silly. It was another one of my long shifts today 11am-and didn't get home till 1AM. With Jay gone, Katie still hurt, and lots of employee adjustments. They gave me the store,acting GM, for the time being. Don't know why I agreed, don't know why I said yes with the ending of the school semester, its been tough and I really can't take this stress now. Ha! and no one wants to hear whats happening at work lol! Only you listened, although you may have not wanted to listen to me ramble on and on, you listened and gave your advice What do I get from my parents, "ah, uh, yeah, I know, ah, uh, you shouldn't have said yes then." Do i get extra doing it, No! What do  I get,  a pat on the back for taking over a mess, maybe some recognition later on, I guess I'm just trying to help out. All I know, boy can I tell you, this is tough!. Okay now, back to my story, to the point, it was a long day. That being said I might of been just imagining things. A older women, born in 1925, comes up to me and ask how do I get one of these "My Panera Cards"(BTW, these cards are panera's loyalty cards). I swear this lady looked exactly like me just 10x times older. She even had a little freckle on her cheek, it was really freaky.Anyways, I tell her, "I can give you a card and you just have to register it on online and you will start receiving rewards." She got all excited and said, "yes I would like one".At this point this is when her husband walked over. I swear this guy was a white person of you! Same cute nose, glasses, shape of your face, and even the way he talked! (again it was a long day, maybe I was just dreaming). I gentlemen goes what are you doing sweetie. The older lady says, "I'm getting a Mypanera card, I'm here enough." As she says that she boops his nose and pinches is cheek lightly, stares at him for a moment, while he smiles gentle at her and their wrinkled hands reach one another, one on top of the other. For some reason that gave me Dayshavoo. (I booped his nose all the time). Anyways I pointed them over to the computer, so they would register it. They quickly said, "do I click the screen, what do I do, I'm sorry could you help us we are still from the dark ages" I quickly ran over to help them out to register the card and get them started. They told me their names were mary and charles (Oh, what ya know!). I asked her birth day and thats how I know her birth year. This is when she tells me a story, she whispers softly while her husband stands a little behind her, " you know he was my first boyfriend, my first love, and as he tells me I was his first love,first girlfriend."  I didn't know what to you say!. I just wanted to pinch her cheeks like a little baby!. It was sooo adorable, I said, "awww, that very sweet." We glance over and smile at the husband and he says, "What are you girls talking about, no secrets now" and he gives a warm smile. I finally told them they were all set and they actually just received a free pastry for signing up. She softly Hurrays and her husband says what happen sweetie, so softly, so gently, he says it like he truly cares, he really wants to know. They assured me they will back for their treat and were on their way. As I watch them leave, she reaches for his hand with a big warm smile on her face. He smiles back and hold her hands and walks her to the door very slowly and carefully (it was probably because they were older, but it felt like he was taking care of her, being gentle and holding her like she was her precious diamond), until he reaches to open the door and he holds her back gently as she walks through the door. I watched as they walked to their cars and he opens the door and holds her hand as she gets in the car and watch as they drive away. I stared at the window for a few minutes, just thinking, thinking how after all these years, all this time together they are still so in love, they are so loving and caring of each.  How after all this time they still have that special spark, from when they first dated, it amazed me and it gave me hope again. I hope one day my relationship, our relationship, will end like theirs, like a true everlasting compassion and love for one another. It may seem like I'm crazy thinking that far ahead, thinking exactly how I picture my relationship in the future, believe me I know its crazy, but I can't help to think, that's what a I what, that how I want to feel after decades together. A girl can hope and dream, and try to make it real,right?

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBwfAOJJkFs

23 years

23 years have passed since the day we open our eyes to this great world. It is 23 years since the doctor said "Is a baby girl"..."is a baby boy". 23 years since we cried for the first time in this world. 23 years that we laughed for the first time. 23 years that for the first time we got to met our parents. 23 years since we got to hear the language that would our native language. Although, looking back it seems like it is a long time, we still learning how to walk on this world. It is amazing and beautiful to imagine us making our first steps and saying our first words. Falling for the first time and getting up while riding the bike. Learning to do gymnastics, learning to play soccer. Learning to write our name, learning to count, learning that our first love was better than our first kiss. learning to that goodbye not always means goodbye. Learning, that fire burns and that sticking your tongue in the freezer can be quite dangerous. Learning to dislike seafood. Learning to admire superheroes and to imagine perfect love stories. Learning to discover ladybugs, lizards, monkeys, rocks, rainbows. We have been in so many pictures, we have been taken so many pictures. We have been interviewed, and we have interviewed. We have argued and say many things that we regretted later. We cried in the shower, we have cried while walking. We have laughed until our bellies hurt. We have laughed so hard that we have cried. We learned that rain is more than water falling but it the sky extending its lips to kiss us. We have seen so many movies. We have watched so many people walking by us, crying with us, and laughing at us. We have walked by them, cry them and support them, and also make fun of them. So many times we fell down the stairs, while playing sports, while cleaning the snow. We have traveled many miles to work, to school. We have walked so long since our first steps. Without us the world is only ~6.98 billion. We make the 7 billion. How much money we have spent. How many thoughts have we had? So, 23 years have passed. Two decades of adventures.

My Scar, Our scar

Do you remember, the scar. I remember.I remember my the scar because it stares on me from the knee. It stares and reminds me of our beautiful time. That moment that that makes me dream and hope my birthday wishes come true. Do you remember that scar you told me will go away. I don't put Vitamin-E on it anymore. It truly is a scar, It won't go away, like many things I feel in my heart. I don't want it to go away, it a beautiful thing. I wonder, I'm scared for life, is he?
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<3My birthday wish is not for us to be back, but for you to be happy.(if that's with or without me)

Our Birthday 2

Thinking of you with love on your birthday and wishing you everything that brings you happiness today and always. Happy birthday to us both, I love how your bigger than me by a little bit on everything. :)
 










 Compatibility by Birthdays:
"Your similarities make it simple to understand each other and enjoy your time. Both of you are very tolerant and calm, and this will help you overcome the biggest of disagreements with ease. However since both of you like to follow the flow and prefer not to take big steps, you have to learn how to take initiative sometimes, so that your relationship will move ahead. Bulls love consistency and stability so if two of them hit off from the right foot, the relationship can easily grow into something very meaningful. A perfect match overall."
 
~Maybe not coincidence, maybe it was just meant to be. 

Our birthday

Our Birthday!!
I just want to thank that special one, that person that is awesomos. Things happen for a reason and they are not as we planned it. However, her beauty, her humbleness, her hard work, her sacrifices, her friendship, and her support have been the best present. Happy birthday Bella too.
Is it a coincidence that we are born one after the other??? lol

U didn't say I love u

keeps moving

The more I watch from a distance the more I realize he is okay. He is happy. His life and dreams are moving forward with or without me. Is that suppose to mean something. That he wants to be alone. That he is okay without me. That he wants to have his journeys with everyone but me. What does that mean. At one point I remember him missing me when I was still standing in front of me. Now he is okay.Now he doesn't have to miss me. He is okay with just with our memories of a beautiful love and nothing more. He is happy.   All I know is that it hurts to hear him be okay with everything. As I watch him debate weather he wants to be with me or not. I realize that it has to be the case. He is deciding if we can continue our journey or end it. I would never be able to do this unless I had doubts about our relationship, our future, our love. It would be impossible for me to just say we can't be together without any doubts.  But all I can remember is what he told me and I try to keep it has simple as that, with no other distractions or clutter destroying my beautiful memories.I remember how he loved me and how he tells me he still does. I keep my love true and hold to my word. 

Monkeys

2 days of monkeys talk. As geologists I never knew I would get the opportunity of knowing that much about monkeys and apes. But that's how life is. It finds the way of completing our lives. It's funny and i enjoy to be exposed to all this info about monkeys because I know one day I'll tell her about it. I am as sad as she is or she has but I am here.
Today, I tried 24 kinds of beer, I am proud of it. I don't even know how jay and I did it.d She would enjoy the chocolate stout beer and a monkey anecdote. That's all I could think about

Portlandia II

It is amazing to see the efforts and sacrifices of people to pursue their dreams and investigations. The amount of work that they put in their research is incredible and only they now the painstaking process and frustration that they have to overcome. I have met people from different places and it motivates me to keep on working on my sciences. Sometimes I feel that I am not in love enough of my career but today I look to everyone at the conference and I think im in love enough to be a a geologist. Although this meeting is for anthropologists and I feel slightly like an outcast, I really appreciate the science behind it even when it gets very complex and I am not sure what they r talking about. However, the speakers are very generous and nice and explain very well their work to people that are not familiar with it. That is science, it is simple. If a person speaks to you about their research an that person is not able to put it in context or give you the importance in normal words, they fail as scientists. I don't think science should be complicated since science is from people for people.

Portlandia 1

Portland reminds me of many things. It is strange how a place that I have never visited before fills my heart with so much nostalgia. I decided to walk since I get here or ride free transportation because a new city has to be enjoyed on feet. The mountains and hills reminds me of the hills of Quito. They make me remember the days that I used to walk to school. Those days that I felt very secure of everything, or at least those days where I did not have to worry about fixing anything. Now, everything seems broken, fractured or how we call it in geology faulted. The weather of Portland resembles Quito's too. It makes me feel like in my old bed. I remember staying awake at night lying on my bed thinking about the future, thinking about the future me doing something, somewhere.
So, I walk to down town and I was lost. I was lost. I was walking in circles. I was surrounded by people that were completely different, I was different to everyone. I did not belong there. I did not belong in Quito. I did not belong in Portland. Have you had the depressing feeling that you do not belong to in a place? however, sometimes while walking I felt loved. Somewhere, I knew I was loved. That woke me up in my trip to down town. Portland reminded me that I was always alone, that I always wanted to be alone. It sucked. I felt nostalgia because recently I was not alone. Now, I am. I wanted to be alone for now. I got to admit that it sucks as much as it did before. Yet, this time is different. I realize before I was alone because I had no choice. Today, I took the decision to be alone.
I went hiking in the morning, short walk up hill...miss holding hands. Miss the rain. 

You are My Coffee

     You are my coffee. You are my daily pick me up. You wake me up every morning. That one cup of coffee in the morning, keeps me going all day. Without my coffee, I can’t concentrate, can’t focus. Recently, the doctor told me I can’t have coffee for a while, I was hurt. They told me, we can’t have you addicted or rely on it. It been about a month without my morning sweetener, motivator, and I was tempted. The other day I gave in. It was amazing, to drink you again, to remember how well you fit into my life so perfectly. That with just that morning pickup, it rebooted, rejuvenated, gave me my motivational spirit to keep going, to finish and get working on my school work again. I think it will be okay, if I have that nice cup of coffee once in a while to help me. To keep me focused motivated to finish. To know my coffee is still there, right where I left it. To know the price of my coffee didn’t and won’t jump up to $12.00 a cup and leaving me to never get another cup of coffee again. I think it would be okay to have a cup of coffee to know it will still be the same great taste and it still wants me to buy it.  Now from time to time and later when my doctor says I can have you again a lot more. I don’t want to get my caffeine from any another substitute nor any other flavor and I won’t. My coffee was my first love, my first caffeine, and you always will be my last.