The years pass , we change without noticing . In the middle of the night the insomniacs come and do not let us rest.You are tired , exhausted without doing anything heavy ,as if you are carrying a heavy weight on your back.It is age. Your memory forgets small details or ordinary words .You cry for not reason or you are impressed by a life scene or movie that awakens your memories.You start goingto doctors who give you medicine prescriptions and so you enter the regimentof those who carry a bag full of pills with them.
It is the beginingof the end of life. Even if you don t recognizeit. Even flawless, glowing skin has aged and wrinkled. Hair is lifeless sparse and dull, the eyes look only throught glasses with large diopters.
Youy childrensay thay you exaggerate, that you are dramatic because they knaw you are strong and they belive that. BUT you re not like that anymore,you are a shadow of what you once were.This is how i feel that i am clossing a chapter of my life. Go to another lever but not up but down.THAT i make this period beautiful with maturity and wisdom of my years MUST to belive that the autumn of live can be beautiful.That is to say. I MAKE it beautiful for myself without UNNECESSARY expectations from anyone. To find joy and happiness in the small work that surround me , my flowers, my home.... THAT IS IT.
