Mom I'm leaving ...!

Mom

I'm leaving….

No mom, don’t talk…!

Don't speak any more, you have said enough all your life, you have said everything and you have done everything, rest in peace, now that you have escaped from your bed towards the sky, in those residences where you will once again become the child you always were.

Mom, I know, there is no heaven on earth sweeter, more tender and more angelic than your hands wiping my tears and combing my childhood hair.

Mom, my child, my baby, my bird you have flown away!
Yes mom I know, you gave me everything, all your strength and courage against my fears and my distress.

You explained everything to me and taught me everything, even though you never went to school.

Everything you told us was true and everything happened as you planned, you were never wrong, the world should learn from you mom!

You have never traveled and yet, you have known all the countries, and the stories that you have told us, despite the fairies and the magic wands, everything that you have made us imagine is very real.

I'm leaving, Mom, I'm leaving this necropolis, because I know you won't stay long in a tomb. you are elsewhere in such a beautiful world, this world that we spoke about like a poem; where there are the angels and the prophets, you have now regained all your strength and your absolute lucidity, you will no longer suffer, you will no longer be alone, you will no longer be afraid for us, my brothers and me, you will no longer spend sleepless nights waiting for us to return home, nor those long days where you waited for our phone calls when we were far away or traveling.

You were right mom, when I went on a trip, and you accompanied me to the door with my suitcases in hand, you always told me insistently; leave, I'll see you again...!

We will see each other again mom for the final and eternal meeting, it will only be a tiny moment in the immensity of eternity and we will be reunited again.

But I will see you again long before mom, in my dreams and on several occasions I assure you, remember when my father left long before you, I told you about my meetings with him, what he told me and revealed to me in my dreams.

Life is no longer the same you know, since you left everything has changed, nothing has the same taste anymore, the looks around me have changed, even those closest to me are moving away day by day and I don't recognize them more.

You were the center of our family universe, we knew it when you were there, and we did everything not to upset you, you were so sensitive to our fears and our desires, everyone focused on making you happy and spare you your worries.

You were a refuge for us all, and an ideal of sacrifice.
You were our star mom, and you have become even better today, and apart from your departure forever you have become even more present for me and closer than ever, you now occupy my thoughts and all my spaces, apart from the pain of your illness and your last sufferings, one thing will remain forever, and it is this total relief and this physical and corporal rest that you suddenly felt one day before giving up the soul, when you announced to us that you were completely cured and that you will no longer need medication, and by insisting on my sister not to go to the pharmacy anymore, because you no longer felt any pain.

You had slept rested like a child that night, before waking up in the morning of that fateful next day, and before even finishing your breakfast, your gestures became heavier and your breathing slowed down, closing your eyes as if to go back to sleep, letting your head sag and your body lie limp and inert in your bed; you were already far away and gone forever, as if in a hurry not to let go of this serenity that you had felt the day before and which had freed you from all your troubles.

Calm and serene, you left us that morning and you left this world for an undoubtedly better place.

Letting the enormous void collapse upon us with your sudden absence and our lives soon seemed insignificant.

All your life you were this open air that everyone breathed without really seeing it, and here we are today each on the verge of suffocation by the lack of this sky and this ocean of air which carried us and rocked us wherever the we were going.

Mom, I know that you hear me and listen to my words, and at times I feel your soul often flying around me like a butterfly or an invisible bird.

And I know that between this world where we are still now and where you find yourself on the other side, there is only a veil so fine and so delicate .....

To be continued… !