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Cristina Lago
January 8, 1983

After a while you learn the subtle differences between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

you learn that love doesn’t mean learning and company doesn’t mean security. You begin to
accept your defeats with your head held high. You learn to build your roads on today, plant

your own garden and decorate your own soul. You learn that you really can endure, that you
really are strong, and you really have worth and with every goodbye you learn. Thank you to
all of those friends whom I shared my heart with. Mom and Dad, thank you for all the love

and hard work. I love you. Mis Abuelos, los quiero! Carrollton thanks for all the memories!