That day, I felt very sad, I was alone and depressed as usual, I missed my mother so much, who had passed away just a few months ago, my greatest wish in life was to forget, because the pain that invaded my soul did not even allow me to breathe, it used to tarnish with pain all the beautiful memories, until turning them into sad stories that made me cry non-stop, leaving me lying in bed unable to move for days.
But I had to get up from time to time, I needed to go out, walk and sometimes look for something to eat, during all that difficult time coffee was my greatest ally, it was a drink that felt like a warm embrace, plus it helped me to recover a little appetite and regain the strength to do some things, lost in my thoughts I went shopping because the food was running out and even worse, the coffee was running out.
With slow steps and dragging my feet a little, due to the weight of my sad soul, I headed to the supermarket aisle where I would find the coffee, to my surprise a spark above me, made the supermarket was without electricity for a few minutes, I could not see anything, so I stood there not knowing what to do, waiting for the light to return, after a few minutes it returned, but I was in an aisle that was not familiar to me, although it did not matter there was coffee, three different types of coffee.
I approached to read the name of each one, I went towards the one with the most striking paper, with a bright blue and silver color called "remember", when I read what it said in small letters on the back of the package I could not believe it, when drinking it I could relive any memory for two days, I knew that was not real, it could not be, but I thought it would be amazing, remember my mother clearly, remember her voice and her hands ordering my hair.
I was curious what thing the other two coffees on the shelf promised, I continued with the orange colored one, called "Forget" and the idea of this one seemed more attractive to me, I wanted to forget so much to not feel so bad anymore, to leave aside all those regrets that accompanied me mercilessly, causing, from the moment my mother left I just wanted to forget and that's it. And although this idea seemed more tempting, I decided to approach my last option.
The last coffee on the shelf, with a purple packaging promised me to fulfill any wish, but this only for one day, at that moment I thought that one day would be enough to do everything I wanted, but thinking with my sadness, I could only think of one thing and that was to forget my pain, so I decided to leave forever the sadness, and be as I was before, I took the orange packaging Forget, strangely they told me that they did not sell that product so I got it completely free.
Although the idea of forgetting seemed mind-blowing, I still didn't believe it was really true, after all it didn't make sense. Still I prepared a delicious coffee and poured it in my favorite cup, knowing that it would work for us but hoping it was true I closed my eyes and before drinking it I made a wish.
"I wish to forget that memory that is hurting me forever."
From my mind I wanted to take out the memory of my mother's death, I wished to forget that day and with it all the pain I felt, but things did not happen as I expected, without wanting it I had asked for the memory of my mother to disappear from my mind, the pain disappeared but with it, my mom. Things changed, I went back to work and my boss said that I was doing well and that if I continued like this I would get a promotion, but my colleagues kept giving me their condolences, and I did not understand why.
Apparently the drink erased the memory of me, but not of others, so not understanding what was happening, I decided to ask who had died and when they said it had been my mother, a strange feeling invaded me, I felt no pain, but I felt incomplete, I wondered why I did not remember her, why my brain had suppressed her memories, I felt that my mother had been bad to me and that made me feel so bad, sometimes not understanding things hurt more than knowing the truth, usually we imagine worse things than reality.
Exhausted and sad, time passed over me and without knowing the answers, sadness again took over me, leaving me motionless and with a deep desire to leave this world, but suddenly, a rich smell of coffee came through my nose and immediately woke me up from an ugly dream, outside my mother was preparing a rich coffee, and after a long sigh I felt relieved that it was all a dream.
