WE286 || I would like to be remembered this way...

After my departure...

They will feel the absence of my laughter, advice, my joys, optimism, empathy and well, and the many years that have passed without me.

The same thing happens to me every year, I find myself sitting on my bed trying to put into words what I mean to my children, family and best friends, but nothing you can say will ever be enough to be able to express it in the right way.

Mom, she was understanding and realistic, always giving her best example to my brothers and me. Always holding our hands to navigate any stage, any obstacle, and any path.

She was walking at full speed, the same one with which she left us, suddenly from one day to the next, the strongest, the hardest, the one who could with everything except with the earth that falls on a child and a lifeless body. Not all mothers can, mine couldn't.

She was playing hard to get but I knew it, life hurt. However, it was a blank canvas to draw a new multicolored life plan for our whole family. He would get out of bed one day and fall down the next day.

She wore beautiful makeup for joy, because my mom was beautiful. Her eyes made rivers because at night it hurt, I wanted to be enough but there were three of us and my younger sister was missing. And life became for him a mountain of uphill stones. The soul wanted to get out of there, but the body resented and one day very soon very quickly, the strongest woman died.

Good or bad things still happen to me and I want to call her, there is no voice like hers, no ears that listen without prejudice, no hands that heal me with caresses, and it's that after your mom, more never, no one else.

Today I have the sadness of not having her, but I keep everything that we had from knowing her.
Brave, intelligent, human, resilient, authentic and noble-hearted, an honest woman of those who go head-on and do not hide their gaze. Very strong but delicate.

I've never met someone more determined. The body died, time ran out, but the bright dawn remained as an example and the memory of every day.

A mother never dies, as long as the dawn does not die and life is life. I am lucky to have had a wonderful mom, for showing me the value of family, the respect and the passion to never leave things by halves, to always finish what you start.

Her wisdom always filled my heart and that of many who were around him. She, my Mommy earned the divine glory being on earth.

Janitze 🌹