My parents are leaving to my country this sunday
My sister is moving to st, louis, MO tomorrow
And here I go again
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
However, as I said life is like a train trip with several stops, in each stop some people leave, and some people get in.
That is the way we spend our lifes saying bye to people, and saying hi to new people
however, the most important thing is try not to get too attached because when is time to say bye, it hurts a lot.
But i can help it they are my family, and it hurts a lot, specially my mom.

((((Miguel)))

I know the feeling!

You know you are loved! Hang on to that when times like this happen.

Yes I agree, I know how you feel too, it isn't easy to deal with. You can deal with it though.

(((((((Miguel)))))))

Train of Life

Some folks ride the train of life
looking out the rear.
Watching miles of life roll by,
and marking every year.

They sit in sad remembrance,
of wasted days gone by.
And curse their life for what it was,
and hang their head and cry.

But I don't concern myself with that,
I took a different vent.
I look forward to what life holds,
and not what has been spent.

So strap me to the engine,
as securely as I can be.
I want to be out on the front,
to see what I can see.

I want to feel the winds of change,
blowing in my face.
I want to see what life unfolds,
as I move from place to place.

I want to see what's coming up,
not looking at the past.
Life's too short for yesterdays,
it moves along too fast.

So if the ride gets bumpy,
while you are looking back.
Go up front, and you may find,
your life has jumped the track.

It's all right to remember,
that's part of history.
But up front's where it's happening,
there's so much mystery.

The enjoyment of living,
is not where we have been.
It's looking ever forward,
to another year and ten.

It's searching all the byways,
never should you refrain.
For if you want to live your life,
you gotta drive the train!


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You will NEVER walk alone with all of your friends here. I do know how you feel. Since moving myself, there are many wonderful people I do miss. Thank goodness for computers and email!

Come here to momma baby!!!

ah gypsy
words just words

your never alone unless you choose to be and it is hard but they are a phone call away right? Or an email? I know it is not the same but when death takes them, you really know the meaning of alone. I got to that age that I lost not only both of my parents but also my spouse of 35 years. He was only 54 at the time, young with young kids and grandkids. Now I am left to carry on, and it is hard being the matriarc (spelling) Sucks actually

A shock to me was when I got a divorce all my friends had moved away or will still married including my long time wingman.

My friends have been my friends for 15 years plus and while I was married we hung with our married friends. So I had not added a new friend in like 15 years.

I am an only child spent most of my life alone so I guess that is the way I saposs to be. That is until I decide to do something about it.

(((((((Miguel))))))))))

your never alone with all these internet friends.

((((((((((((Lisa)))))))))))))))

Hi Miguel,you are so sweet & to far away . hope to chat with you soon.you will soon find someone that want leave..

Awwwwwwwwww I know the feeling,only had one brother who lived near by and he went back home on Tuesday

{{{Miguel}}}}

Road trip! Come see us in Charlotte!

Mom may be distant my brother but she is alive and well and with you inside your heart each and every day

sorry they had to go back Miguel, but you keep on going like your poem said...We all expect great things from YOU!!

At least you still have both of your parents. Just knowing that you can still talk to your family even though they may be miles away is a blessing.

{{{{Miguel}}}}

It will get better...