When I published the post on Saturday, entitled Today, he planned to continue with what it really meant: the story of the memory of a wonderful and unforgettable experience that I lived for fifteen years and whose anniversary was on 19.
When the weekend I started writing, suddenly the muse who came to visit he was given a 180 degree turn to the role and my hand began to emerge, guided by divine inspiration, the continuation of a post I published over a year and was always very special to me: Damn destination. (HIGHLY RECOMMENDED TO READ THIS POST FIRST!)
So the post that initially had in mind, will wait a few days (I'll tell you what 15 years ago, haha) and now I leave the second part of Cursed be the destination. I hope you like, and you tell me what you think about.
15 YEARS
fifteen years ago today.
not believe it has been so long!
When fate decided to break away from my side always on that damn road I thought my life was leaving you too. Something inside me changed forever! The pain squeezing my chest so hard that sometimes drown felt hopeless and my heart stopped beating.
I was not aware that you were gone until they were past the days and months, suddenly began to realize that small details were no longer as they were always ... The toothpaste and would not dry because it is not closed, or the toilet lid was never raised, and there was no fighting to get control pads on TV, and whoever ate half the bowl of popcorn with me when I saw a movie at home there was no one to leave me notes on the refrigerator, or give me cuddles and caresses before sleeping. And so many little things that one day disappeared without any further!
long slow walk clockwise mercilessly scratched my skin making my scraps that eternalize my agony. With your goodbye unexpected pillars of my faith suffered a tremendous shock and I rebelled against everything and everyone for not understanding why I had been through something so horrible. An uncontrollable rage came over me doing it was only able to hate anyone who looked happy around me ... "Why do they own and not me?" He asked again and again without finding answers that will soothe my grief. It took me long to realize that hate only made me more damage, increasing my pain!
My family was always there. Although many times have I hurt with my words angry, never forsook me that they should not give me all your love, support and affection. I'm sure you have earned heaven for my depressions have endured so patiently!
You were the first man I wanted and I wanted the truth, we decided to declare our love to God and love each other until death separated us. I came to believe that life does not give me more opportunities: reharía never my world and would never be happy because the injury never cicatrizaría. Always occupy a special place in my heart that!
fifteen years ago today that fateful day and I felt the need to come see you. Rarely have I been able to do over the years: it was too painful!
I know, because once we had talked, you always wanted to redo my life with someone to love me as much as I wanted you to me if you ever get anything happened. Today I come to see you because I want to tell you that I'm happy. I sense that you know and that you are happy where you are! Seven years ago my life got in the way someone very Special ... my husband George. I love you madly. I also love it! And it's a wonderful father ... I love my daughter Star is a great girl. Jorge will comfort you hear that treats me so well as you did you and that is a great man, I sense that you would have hit it off!
Sometimes I have the feeling, when danger threatens me, that you take me by the hand and pulled me away from him. I feel that you care about me as the best guardian angel you may have.
Someday we will meet again, I'm sure!
Would be so happy wherever you are as I am here!
A big kiss, baby ...
BY IF SOMEONE IS A MINIMUM ANY DOUBT RESQUICIDO
makes clear that:
THIS STORY IS NOT AUTOBOGRÁFICA!
FORTUNATELY THE AUTHOR OF THIS BLOG
NEVER HAPPENED OR ANYTHING remotely similar.
the characters are entirely fictional, any resemblance to reality is pure coincidence.
HAVE TRIED JUST WEAR IN THE SKIN OF SOMEONE WHO HAPPENS FOR A TRANCE SO DRAMATIC AND TRY TO IMAGINE WHAT MIGHT HAVE FEELINGS AT THE TIME OF THE DISGRACE AND UP TO 15 YEARS LATER.
And after a conversation with someone you know, I know that I HAVE NOT BEEN IN MY EMPATHY far wrong.
SAY GO AHEAD TO THE INVENTION OF THIS STORY IS MADE FROM THE BEST OF REGARDS TO ALL THOSE WHO HAVE LIVED FOR SOMETHING, AND OF COURSE, WITH THE INTENTION OF SOLIDARITY WITH THEM AND HOPEFUL MESSAGE TO GET THEM TO STRONGLY BELIEVE THAT YOU CAN REDO YOUR LIFE AND BE HAPPY AGAIN DESPITE THAT HITS HARD TIMES GIVES LIFE.
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