There was a time where my heart used to beat such one that I swear, it had a different taste.
I miss it so much. Sometimes I stop working to reflect about these moments just because they inspire me a lot to keep on living.
The time my dad went to Goias to try another job, and left us, my mother having to manage the firm by herself and did, and then I have it like an example not to get afraid of those everyday challenges. I remember one day he came back to visit us and I screamed his name and a smile of happiness from my face, and then he leaving again to fight for us...
The time when my auntie passed away and I could see how much she was beloved, when her ex pupils and students from school went to say goodbye, our eyes looking at nowhere. I remember when I read her curriculum and realized the person she was really trying to do and the example again to me , to carry things on...
The time I got degree, but my father couldn´t go to the ball ´cause his health was not OK, but I thank God he made it and´s still with me, supporting my life with his presence.
I´m a dreamer, I know, ..... I catch myself writing and smiling, and then start crying like a silly girl, I´m sorry...
And sometimes life surprises me with so many gifts, a vision of everything different, as if those childhood days could bring me back the farm smell, my Godmother taking us to school, and my mother, she doesn´t know... she´s so strong, she doesn´t imagine how much she´s. I love her.
Yesterday I went to the same farm and it was different. My sister, me and our children playing for us as if we were going back to those times again. Amazing. Thank God the place is still there to give us back this smile in our faces.
I know I´ll never forget it ...
YOSHIE
feb12th,2002
yoshie1608@bol.com.br
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