Will fear? Open your eyes almost blind as if I were to name everything, every little detail of the outside world. beyond the four walls of your home. So long which has become owner of silence. More than ten years has been almost silent, including furniture, plants and the window that looked out, leaning on his stick pin.
Will fear? Aurora, sitting in the car that takes place other than their own, decide not to mourn. "I want to please the neighbors." "I've carefully as you could, my dear, we owe nothing." (That's what I understand last night as we were saying goodbye). Mama do not cry. Wanted him to. I feel better, I swear. But Aurora-Aurora still sees the world as the car moves into its new home.
Will fear? Can it survive this infernal pit? "At this thrust that my fatigue and give life ninety years behind him? Has his back to me and smiles at the driver. Spies on the streets, buildings, curious. Understand that living in a neighborhood that is not ours. Will you be afraid?
The car arrives at its destination. We got off their stuff - how little we need at the end of life! - And Aurora enters what will be his new home. Will you be afraid? Again
eyes, round and amazed. The receiving medical charge of the place. Aurora is meant, try to be friendly and attentive. So nice. Will you be afraid? The accompanying
know your room, places and people that will replace in everyday family life and a bit crazy which was used with two rebellious teenagers hanging around our house. Will you be afraid? Aurora
lunch with appetite, and I go out for coffee one time responsible for the place because they suggest. Will you be afraid? My heart and my stomach is one of pure pain and shrinkage. We should not make this decision. And if he dies of grief now? What will you do at night when we do not see? Will you be afraid? Will attend to it? Will it be cruel to her? Can be implied from strangers? Will you be afraid?
Place on your lightbox image of the Virgen de Lluch, accompanying some time, along with a picture frame with a picture of the last Christmas and a small vase with celestial flowers that I thought might like. The hug in his new bed, which is preparing to rest at nap time. I have nothing to do there. Return the next day.
The house is quiet. Your room: empty.
my heart also.
cry for two and through life. Return
everyday because I can not get the question of the bowels. It's like parting with a newborn baby. Aurora seems to me extremely fragile. Be afraid but I smile every time I come, and I assure you do not need to return every day to see it because it is good and better served.
have to be afraid ...! I hide it, no doubt! His mother's love is stronger than the desire to mourn and complain about your new situation! Why conceal their fears and discomfort!
back day after day, obsessively and at different times. I have to see the fear in his eyes at some point.
Arrive when you arrive, Aurora is calm, smiling, includes the garden, their comrades, winks at the maid who hands him a glass of water. Is he better than us?
This Thursday I will see it, and I find trying to put on a board lottery numbers the balls that the occupational therapist sings at the bingo. Within hours, a hairdresser will fix your hair. Will you be afraid? Oh
Aurora! Ninety years behind you can still amaze and teach. Teach me the flexibility and courage. As a good teacher you're giving me your wisdom, I hope to exploit. But yes, when I can digest it.
Because, Mommy, that now I'm afraid, definitely, I, your daughter ...
Cati Cobas
everyday because I can not get the question of the bowels. It's like parting with a newborn baby. Aurora seems to me extremely fragile. Be afraid but I smile every time I come, and I assure you do not need to return every day to see it because it is good and better served.
have to be afraid ...! I hide it, no doubt! His mother's love is stronger than the desire to mourn and complain about your new situation! Why conceal their fears and discomfort!
back day after day, obsessively and at different times. I have to see the fear in his eyes at some point.
Arrive when you arrive, Aurora is calm, smiling, includes the garden, their comrades, winks at the maid who hands him a glass of water. Is he better than us?
This Thursday I will see it, and I find trying to put on a board lottery numbers the balls that the occupational therapist sings at the bingo. Within hours, a hairdresser will fix your hair. Will you be afraid? Oh
Aurora! Ninety years behind you can still amaze and teach. Teach me the flexibility and courage. As a good teacher you're giving me your wisdom, I hope to exploit. But yes, when I can digest it.
Because, Mommy, that now I'm afraid, definitely, I, your daughter ...
Cati Cobas
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