Aida L. Serrano Navarro

When I was small I remember playing outside during the summer and looking towards the corner waiting to see your car pull up. I knew that once grandma was over all would be ok. I would run up to you and give you a great big kiss. I would sit at the kitchen table and listen to all you and mom would talk about. I'm an adult now with kids of my own and up until you became ill, we all still sat around that table. That kitchen table will never be the same again without you sitting there...