*** In three days, it will be 6 months. Half a year. My first birthday and Gabriele’s have gone by without your phone call. And the first summer without seeing you, without you telling me how you enjoyed the images I sent you. Winter will be here soon and it will bring your birthday with it, the first where I won’t get the chance to ask myself what would make you happy. And the first Christmas without going present […]
*** Even more so, after the recent sad news, let us celebrate this amazing, fleeting gift that is life. It’s a drop in the ocean yes, but there’s nothing more one can do than to try and lead by example in one’s life.
*** This light that I would recognize everywhere This unique atmosphere and these two persons who call me mama. Much has happened ever since But it’s enough to remind me of the boundless grace I am blessed with
*** There are moments when words become heavy stones sinking to the bottom instead of reaching the surface, which remains perfectly still. Looking down, you can see them laying down there. Let it be silence then. Giving time to time. Stitch by stitch, tracing back the original thread. For what it may mean, that’s where I’m at now.
*** There is a time of calendars, fixed and immutable. The time invented by man and his watches. There is a rubber-band time that goes faster or slower, depending on whether we’re happy or not. And there is a secret, unfathomable time. An invisible clock that synchronizes the seasons of every living being that is born, lives and one day, dies. Marveling at how these times click in different ways as we run about in a frantic way while the tiniest leafs […]
*** The bliss of an autumn Sunday, in one of the most authentic flea markets in Paris. Blessed by a golden light announcing the winter months ahead and the unique, inimitable, smell of a time long gone.