The opportunity to spend more time with my mom...she is very delicate in health, and well, at the age of 89, I am accompanying her in her process, or rather in our process, as it should be when life fulfills its cycles.
But more than being a witness in the transition of a human being who is preparing to leave, what really weighs on me is everything that appears when one stops sweeping under the carpet, as if life were not going to find out.
As a teacher who once walked this earth said, "The life of a fool is very hard." And if,... There comes a time when life takes its toll on us and makes it clear that we can't play distracted.
It is in these events, when one discovers without anesthesia, that one is no longer the same, some years ago I lived it with my younger brother and more than twenty years ago with my maternal grandmother... And so the list goes on.
To mention Mrs. Log铆stica, who is activated when the opportunity to hold comes, when you have to be, when there is no other way but to stand firm, even if we still steal about five very opportune minutes to have a cry in the bathroom, without drama, without victimhood, the opportunity is like throwing a tennis ball hard against a wall and waiting for the rebound is priceless, and that is help for me, in all its forms a prayer, a gesture, a message from friends is a help.
No matter what happens in this transition, my mom's and everyone around us, I'm sure that everyone will bear their own burdens: with their sorrows, their faults, their pending. The great truth is that we cannot control everything.
What a better opportunity 
Janitze.馃悵
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