Once upon a time…and you spread your wings and flew…

      I knew you before I saw you, I knew of your struggles, of your dreams, of your hopes, of your anger and your woes.
      And then I saw you, heard the sound of your violin and later of your piano… your laughter and your gaze and, you know?, your eyes were… that, the window to your soul; it was easy to look into it and you knew that well.
      The passage of time made much more evident what they already knew, the generosity of your heart.
     We know, Lalo, that where you are you are happy, that the sound of your music accompanies you and that you only moved ahead of us, who will find you once again, and while that happens, close your eyes and keep cradling the heart of she who every morning looks up to heaven and smiles through her tears, thanking Him because you chose her for your mother.
     We, your friends, in whom you planted an undying memory of you, promise to walk with them on the path, for we have the honor, as you know, of being their friends.

Magally Ferraez de Mullor