French la Vie

                         1. French Husband arrived for my father's funeral and will stay a few days. 2. School, the distance, and the timing…

Read More…

Blue skies partly cloudy, A dream like state called reality, Rainstorms in the middle of nowhere or- Tears mixed with laughter… as each person recalls and relives memories of my…

Read More…

A steady stream of family and friends pour in giving us their hearts to float on… We pass through these days with memories of my father coming to the surface,…

Read More…

George Amaro St Monica’s Catholic Church Willows, California Rosary: Sunday, May4, 2008 at 8:00 p.m. Celebration Eucharist and Reception:  Monday, May 5, 2008  at 10:00 a.m. __________________________________________________________ Thank you for…

Read More…

Have you ever walked with your thoughts on an endless path? Where you vaguely remember where they started and are unsure where they will end? Seeing the vast horizon, wondering…

Read More…

My father’s mother and father were standing at heaven’s gate with their arms outstretched, smiling, calling their son’s name, "George George come we have missed you!" Their faces full of…

Read More…

              Where does one begin… My father asked me, "What should I do? What would you do Corey?" The words that came from my heart ached…

Read More…

                    Thank you for the generous outpouring of love, affection and prayers that many of you have offered my family and myself. I am…

Read More…

We are like a crystal suspended by a silver thread, a strong arm, and with a soul… floating in the universe. Reflecting light, holding light and as the Light passes…

Read More…