And in December passed ...
Somehow I felt a strong reminder. I thought what marketing and years of stories make us believe roses, I thought that by force of my will would settle the problems, I thought this holiday season and be reconciled recapacitarían all, what Christmas miracle. But it was not y. .. do not know why I am mistaken, probably never will be. But I learned something: life goes on and deprives you of many things, yes, but sometimes gives you other pleasures.
As I progress on this journey of my life, I learned that there is no turning back, I can look to the past but never to him, I can choose to stay living in my memories prostrate or turn around and go my own way, developing newmemories. I have to accept that life is not perfect, is not like TV makes us believe. On the way I'll lose my very good friends, I know I will see my loved ones suffer and would give my life to avoid them, but that's not how things work.
Funny, but even if Christmas had nothing extraordinary, if something happened. The relationship with those cousins, those eternal playmates with whom we had lost contact resurfaced. And I thought that the loss arose even unplanned, unexpectedly. At first we feel uncomfortable, and hardly talk, then started playing with a racket - they were in the field - and the end of the day we were exhausted but happy. It was a week, but that
