That's what I felt today when I opened a drawer that I had already forgotten existed.
Inside there were many things that belonged to my mother, “my life”.
Today, if she were alive, we would all be here at home celebrating her birthday with great joy.
I remembered a part of a song by Cazuza, which she liked and was the theme of a soap opera we watched together.
"It stopped the crying and watered down the goodness of love." I think Cazuza didn't cry and with the tears saved he watered the goodness of love within him. For a long time I was like this.
I was holding back the crying, firm, strong, almost like a wall, today no more and I couldn't stand it.
In the drawer, among the photo albums, documents, recipes, diary, lip gloss (she was very vain) and other things… There was a book. I picked it up, and the first message written was:
"No one dies as long as they remain alive in someone's heart."
And she will always live beautiful and smiling in my heart. Mom, I miss you. I love you so much.
In a month it will be five years since she passed away.
