Imagine someone who smiles like Jesus to a child, imagine the size of the love born of that encounter, it is true, you would feel blessed by something that fell from heaven, what happens if you lose this blessing, if heaven itself robs you. What is learned from this pain? Is it consolation to have loved? Every memory will become part of you? The answer is yes, having loved and having the joy of being loved, strengthens you, you feel the certainty of having had the sweetness, and although you miss her, you kissed as you kissed, and you sang what you did not speak.