well, sorry, don't know what to say, no excuses...i should have but i didn't. sorry, it's been too long since i wrote here. not that anybody follows me. this is for me, to remember things and moments that i happen to forget because of my poor memory.
like just now, almost two years later i read what i wrote then, it was me, but just another me, a younger one.
too many things have happened since, one very bad one and some good ones. i imagine life is like this. nothing we can do about it. life is life, that we used to say with Vaffa. you see now Vaffa has a little Vaffa, he has grown older as well. But happier.
wish the years turn us happier people, but i am afraid only happens in specific cases. would love to be one of those cases, but do not know even how to start.
down below there is a photo of me and my happiness. yes i think then i was, like i am now. i am reaching 30 very soon, probably next time i write i bill be carrying the 3 with me. but yes, when i was younger i dreamed to be (more or less) who i am now, and here i am.
so i can't complain now. I feel happy. I just miss my sister. Life is life, that we used to say.
1 comment:
Life is both way more beautiful then they tell you as a child and way more heartbreaking. Sometimes, when you lose someone you love, you feel it intensely immediately, sometimes it takes years and then you wake up and it hits you, sometimes it is both.
To be who you wanted to be when you were younger at 29 or now 30 is an incredible accomplishment.
And what it has taken me a couple more decades more than you are to realize is that you really do carry the people you love forever with you: family, lovers, friends. They ones that were in your heart really do come with you for the whole journey.
Your sister would be proud of you, know she was proud of you.
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