For my son Sometimes this absence of yours scares me so present in our lives, how is it possible that only exist in thought, desire, longing, in the illusion you show yourself so present in our daily life? How can you be able to fill hours and hours of conversations? How is it possible that without being here you are able to transform a home into a child? How can you see in embrace every child and every Asian face we meet? How can you make plans when you do not even know when you're with us? How is it possible .... HOW TO BE NOT BE POSSIBLE?
sometimes scares me to think much of yourself, to talk so much about you, we cry and we both regret so much for your delay, we get so excited when we look at or hear something that we can remind you, it scares me as you have filled both our life and not even know you, you just intuit a photo of when she was 3 months. I'm not afraid to feel that way for us, I always thought that the "fear" is part of life, and some fear is good to address the events that life holds for you, it scares me a little for you, because everything that we're feeling Papa and I and that is so intense for us, can be transformed, transferred or misunderstood expectations that pressure you, choke you, drown you ... So I write this so it's always present, so that feelings sometimes overwhelmed or can we have for you and what you mean and meaning in our life, not shut down or your being and your heart ... I want you to be YOU YOU always, never forget and if I should forget, I encourage you to remind me always. Your Mama
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