Chad Writes Stuff

I just came across this old poem I wrote for my mom on May 14, 2002.  Brought back a rush of emotions   This time its for good I want you to know what i feel in my heart, is that in this life, I have always loved you Even though for most of it, apart My life is so changing and drastic you see that somewhere in between, we lost the You and me The tide is now turning and clear shores amidst the truth in this writing is we have only this Dreams to hold on to, and some memories to share The good ones the bad ones and the seemingly unfair In my life I believed that as good as it gets is a mother and father who often forgets The sanctity of life is remaining and true the bad memories linger, so bitter, but few Help me now grow and realize the truth our lives before this were possibly the worst We shouldn't let these years or days go by quickly Living our lives depressed, hurt or sick-ly We shall embrace the future and all that it holds Breaking and freeing ourselves from the mold The tim

Mom and I in 1989 So many of you may or may not be aware that my mom, Agneta Bordes, passed this friday. I was in San Diego and I got the call from my aunt saying that mom didn't look good and I needed to get home soon. I felt it like a wave of fire over my entire body and knew that today was the day that my mom would give up her spirit. The traffic gods were with me as I made it to Topanga Terrace in under 2 hours. As I parked, my mind raced with what to expect. Upon entering her room, the curtains were drawn and dawn and christina were sitting peacefully by her side. My mother looked so frail and her breathing was shallow. Christina changed places with me and I took my moms hand. Christina announced to mom that I was here as I took her hand.  Her once loving and embracing hand now sat relatively lifeless.  Not really comprehending that my mom was going to be leaving, I held her hand, leaned in and kissed her, and told her I loved her.  I saw her chest expand ever so