January 14 - BIRTHDAY MAMMA
the clock radio was still working in the kitchen, which for years has marked the two. Italian music crackled in the morning light of June magical flavor. The sky was bluer than ever to get drunk and the sun light throughout the interior. I believe I have ever see in my life as a yellow sun.
I was three years old and you "expect" Francesca. Beautiful in your dress with purple flowers, and humming a little lunch prepared on the radio ... This
the memory softer and more alive than I will always carry with me. Everywhere I go, wherever I will. And that makes me feel like that every morning when I will try a bit of home.
Today is your birthday, BIRTHDAY MOM!
And today more than ever I want to hear your voice. Tell me more about you: what you dream of, how you dress, how you combed your work, via Nazionale.
Tell me if I was in your thoughts at the time and if that was the son you wanted ...
You taught me everything. All I know. You and Dad.
To you I have the sensitivity, kindness, ability to listen without interrupting. To you I owe the balance and the ability to rationalize everything. To you I have the ability to understand others.
To you I have the desire to help those in need and sense of duty.
To you who I am now. To you and all your sacrifices.
Tonight I can not be physically with you to celebrate. I remember the morning of my departure. I remember and cherish your sms. I know you understand my choices, however you have always done. Know that you are always with me.
If you could have a magic wand to give you something I would not doubt that we'll give you a bit of lightness. Too much time I saw a shadow on his face. Too much time "you're not left alone." I would love to see you smile like that morning in June of a long, long, long ago.
You're a great woman Mom! Enjoy it all! In the face of those who did not understand, who does not know the face, the face of a life who did not have it and try to hold on to yours, but especially for me! Especially for you!
And then there remains for me to send you a kiss. To you. To my mom: Happy Birthday Happy Birthday!
I love Simone
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