Mariana,
We did it little girl.
I'm about to walk the stage and receive my diploma.
I'd be lying if I said I was not nervous.
It is funny because all the hard parts are finished in this leg of our journey.
It was long, long road and nobody has had it easy.
Here you are in Chicago with mamma, Gramma, Guela, and uncle Eric.
You're here, Mariana and we accomplished our mission.
I love you so much, little girl, and there was not a single day that I did not think of you.
You are the lady of our Bean, my love and pride.
Thank you, Mariana.
They are calling our names and we're about to march to bagpipes.
Henry Calderon
University of Chicago
English Language & Literature
M a r i a n a
The Happenstance Happiness of Miracles
Saturday, June 11, 2011
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Thursday, December 9, 2010
Flowers
As of 11:54pm local time, Your Papa finished yet another quarter of school, my Bean dearest.
I miss you so much, but I do this for you. I never thought we would get here.
Damn it, it's all for you, my love.
Then we could be dancing no more missing you while I am gone
All the way from Chicago with only two quarters left,
Papa
Friday, December 3, 2010
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