Monday
needs. This morning when I wake up, it was Monday, but
life and had given another meaning to this day.
Where am I going? What am I doing? What will happen to my life? I have no answers, nor do I seek.miss illusion,
hope and joy. I miss the fantasy to imagine my future in a cottage overlooking the sea andrecalling past years, the trips, follies, excesses, the laughter ... but that is not the only drop of hope left, has spilled her tears.
not know what will happen tomorrow, I do not know what to feel, that new problem family, work, medical appointments, Mutua, tests, my daughters ... but honestly I do not care, I do not everything. The only thing I care about, what I fear and dread isthink will happen to
people want, how I feel when they are sick? How will I live not being able to be by his side?To answer these questions if I have: I would be dying a little more. only thing I regret is that my life is over. As I once read: "I am empty, there is nothing inside me and I can not give what I have. I try to keep some, but it is like wanting to take water with his hands,
escapes between the fingers. Sometimes you can retain a droplet anddrink, but not enough to quench the thirst "
always have a strong commitment to life, to help and make others happy, I've always known reforming, re-emerge like a phoenix, but now only find ashes. I have everything to meet any situation in life, but time and the years just left me; lack of health, disappointment, discouragement , lack of faith.