do not know how to start writing this ... but remember once told me that the best way to start is with the first thing that comes to mind ... even a nonsense ... and when I think of this song is a fragment of my disheveled head ... ... "and if I'm tired of it I just want to yell wake up" ...
Before yesterday, it was a year of the departure of Nicolas ... (The term "game" I never liked, but in this case I think the most appropriate ...) and well, then revived largely alien to attend a Mass in his memory and was even stranger to be in a church watching the behavior of all, watching the pain sometimes eats slowly.
And I've observed how his family trying to rebuild what is left and my love for her mother's increasing every day, especially when hugs me as if to say "thanks for being here, my child."
Obviously this has always made me think, think and reflect on many things ... ponder how fragile life is, how easy it is to cross that line that separates us from death, strength and security that one acquires to take certain decisions, how bad it could be the despair, the loneliness he feels in the midst of so many people, the self-assessment, in faith, etc ... and inevitably I think of what would become of me now, what would happen to my family if everything had gone as I wanted.
remember once crying Eliana Aunt Mary asked me why "questions, what went through his head at the time of Nicholas ???... and how to tell?, how to say I understand it, how to say that I understand so well ...
I do not know ... But fate gives ... times are marked and life sometimes gives second chances ... I guess I have to seize it and find that I do in this world, discover why life did not let me go ... considering that as hopscotch Cortazar said "it is necessary to change life without leaving your life."
... "because do not forget
living in the sky bluer
word that invites
to turn your smile on ice
and recalls that in the cloud where you lie sincere
fleet tear you saved
in the trunk of memories "...
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