To my friends and family. I have now, finaly found  my joy in my life and it feels good. Monica and I  first met in Medellin Colombia at the Charlie hotel bar on May 15th 2012 after corrisponding on line for a while. I made that first trip to Colombia because she was lets be honest. smoken hot I was amazed at how beautifull she was when I met her but I was frankly supprised at how calm and centerd she was as a person. It is hard to discribe how I felt but she somhowe calmed me  down as as you know  I have issues and  one is never staying in one emotion or one place for  very long as I  become board as shit in a very short time  and Somhow Monica slowed me down Hmmmm ?

Anyway she looked at me in some disbeleif and now was quite convinced to have one drink and excuse herself to the ladys room never to be seen again. But to my absolute suprise she came back, sat down and looked at me like the RCA dog almost like she knew I was nutts but just had not figured out if it was terminal or not.

I think Monica was shoked to see me as most short fat bald white guys dont go to Medellin Colombia as they tend to stick out in a croud of black and brown people who would just as well cut your balls off as to look at you.

To my great joy Monica and I have been together ever since that day almost 2 years ago. Though we may have often been apart by many thousnads of miles she is always with me. We have a beautiful home in Medellin and my new little Brother in law Maurice lives with us and he is a good kid even though he is Black. Monica works in the Humen Resource field with a Colombian company and she loves her job and her other Brothers Diego and John and thire familys.

I have been welcomed by her entire family with open arms and for the first time In my life I have my family and I mean my own family and after all that is what I have always wanted. I no longer have to live vicariously through other people who have that gift. Now with Monica I have that, finaly and I thank God for this even though im really pissed of at him about other things.

On my second trip to Colombia I had the pleasure of meeting Monicas Mother Consuelo. Sadly this was at the Hospital in Central Medellin as her mom was truly suffering in the last stages of Terminal Overian Cancer and though it was heart breaking to see this young and beautifull Women fight so hard in so much pain just to win another day with her children.

I was lucky enough to have short conversations with Consuelo through her beautiful dark eyes and she seemed releaved in a way to me. She had a rare but sweet smile when we spoke and that was not easy as she only spoke Spanish but I knew enough to get her point. The last thing she said to me was was a smile and a "Thank You" that ment a thousand words to me but more than that was her currage and her releafe at my sudden appearance in her world.

Marie Consuelo Noriega Hernandez lost her fight with cancer on July 7th 2012 at to too young age of 42 years old. This was the hardest and most unfair thing that Monicas family had ever gone through and It was so hard to see monicas rock disapear befor her very eyes. I can only say that it was an honer to know her in the very little time I had to be in her presents and I hope I never let that "Thank You" she said to me down.