Today I am in a melancholy/nostalgic/bordering on sad mood. I am very much thinking about how life changes..and how things that were once familiar look terribly different. How things change over time. My cousin Voncile has been sick for a few months now, diagnosed with brain cancer that has swollen her brain and leaves her incapacitated and with varied ability to speak. My mother says that she has burns on her skin and blotches from treatments, she is bald, and she doesnt look the same at all. I am glad I didn't go to chicago. I don't know if I could have seen her in that condition. Also running in my mind, I am a very blessed little boy. I have been taken care of and sheltered my entire life.