Tres años - Three years

Hoy hace exactamente tres años que una mujer con un par de pelotas en la vida nos dejo para, segun dicen, ir a un lugar mejor (e ironias aparte eso espero).

Hace 3 años nos despediamos de Angelita, mi bisabuela (sip, la madre de mi abuela)...si, tuve la suerte de disfrutarla durante 26 años y medio de mi vida. Me contaba historias de como era la vida cuando el cine costaba un real, cuando la segunda republica, la guerra, la postguerra, Franco, los viajes interminables a galicia con 5 personas (mas maletas) en un 600...y es que haber nacido en el 1907 le daba ventaja sobre un libro de historia!.

Que mejor homenaje que una cancion, una de las perlas que resuenan en mi cabeza, de las que me ponen los pelos de punta para decirle que no me olvido de ella. Que todavia hoy se me saltan las lagrimas cuando me acuerdo...

Puff Daddy - I'll be missing you.

Every day I wake up
I hope Im dreamin
I cant believe this shit
Cant believe you aint here
Sometimes its just hard for a nigga to wake up
Its hard to just keep goin
Its like I feel empty inside without you bein here
I would do anything man, to bring you back
Id give all this shit, shit the whole knot
I saw your son today
He look just like you
You was the greatest
Youll always be the greatest
I miss you big
Cant wait til that day, when I see your face again
I cant wait til that day, when I see your face again...

Yeah... this right here (tell me why)
Goes out, to everyone, that has lost someone
That they truly loved (cmon, check it out)

Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show
I laced the track, you locked the flow
So far from hangin on the block for dough
Notorious, they got to know that
Life aint always what it seem to be (uh-uh)
Words cant express what you mean to me
Even though youre gone, we still a team
Through your family, Ill fulfill your dream (thats right)
In the future, cant wait to see
If you open up the gates for me
Reminisce some time, the night they took my friend (uh-huh)
Try to black it out, but it plays again
When its real, feelings hard to conceal
Cant imagine all the pain I feel
Give anything to hear half your breath (half your breath)
I know you still living your life, after death

Chorus: faith evans

Every step I take, every move I make
Every single day, every time I pray
Ill be missing you
Thinkin of the day, when you went away
What a life to take, what a bond to break
Ill be missing you

[puff] I miss you big

Verse two: puff daddy

Its kinda hard with you not around (yeah)
Know you in heaven smilin down (eheh)
Watchin us while we pray for you
Every day we pray for you
Til the day we meet again
In my heart is where Ill keep you friend
Memories give me the strength I need (uh-huh) to proceed
Strength I need to believe
My thoughts big I just cant define (cant define)
Wish I could turn back the hands of time
Us in the 6, shop for new clothes and kicks
You and me taking flicks
Makin hits, stages they receive you on
I still cant believe youre gone (cant believe youre gone)
Give anything to hear half your breath (half your breath)
I know you still living youre life, after death

Chorus

[faith evans] somebody tell me why

Interlude: faith evans

On that morning
When this life is over
I know
Ill see your face

Outro: 112

Every night I pray, every step I take
Every move I make, every single day
Every night I pray, every step I take
[puff] every day that passes
Every move I make, every single day
[puff] is a day that I get closer
[puff] to seeing you again
Every night I pray, every step I take
[puff] we miss you big... and we wont stop
Every move I make, every single day
[puff] cause we cant stop... thats right
Every night I pray, every step I take
Every move I make, every single day
[puff] we miss you big

Pues eso, que te echo de menos....no sabes cuanto.

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Today It's the thrid aniversary of when my greatgrandmother passed away..I know.. she is in a better place.

She was borned in 1907 and she used to tell me about millions of things likethe second republic, the civil war, Franco..she was like a history book.

So I thought that the best way to tell her that I miss her is with one of this "treausres that sounds into my head".