Twenty six

My mom always remembers the 28s. She remembers this is the day of the month that my husband died. I always have a funny feeling on that day too. It's like if it was in my subconscious but don't let it come out to my memory. Time flies. Unbelievable it has been 26 months today. Sometimes it feels like yesterday that I shared something with him, sometimes it seems like very far away. Regardless of time, I feel like if my throat and my heart and my inside shrunk or was squeezed every time. Is that ever going to change? Before I know it I will be more time without him than I was ever with him, and that is very hard to understand and assimilate. He will always be young and we will change and get older. So strange. And this is when we met, I was 26 then. And he always had his eyes closed when the flash got to his eyes.

Mi madre siempre recuerda los 28s. Se acuerda de que este es el dia del mes en que mi marido murio. Yo siempre siento algo diferente en ese dia. Pero es como si mi subconsciente no lo dejara salir de mi memoria. El tiempo vuela. Es increible que hoy hagan 26 meses. A veces siento como si fuera ayer que pasamos tiempo juntos, a veces siento como si fuera hace mucho. A pesar del tiempo, siento que mi garganta y mi corazon y mis entranhas se enogieran o se apretujaran cada vez. Va a cambiar algun dia? Antes de que me quiera dar cuenta habre pasado mas tiempo sin el que con el, y eso es dificil de entender y asimilar. Siempre sera joveny nosotros cambiaremos y envejeceremos. Tan estranho. Y esta foto es de cuando nos conocimos, yo tenia 26 entonces. Y el siempre cerraba los ojos cuando le llegaba el flash a los ojos.