I'm here beside you. I grew up so much ... you know? Thee Not enough to take away with me away from this hospital room where you're slowly fading. Your child does not know 'what to do. You tell me what to do, because I do not know '. Your eyes looking for something urgently and your hands frantically trying in vain to give you the freedom from captivity of this damn bed. I look and I feel useless ... unnecessary. The world is out that window and keep running at breakneck speed and does not know 'here you are there with a child you do not need, who can not' help. This time you do it all alone with your last strength. When the time comes where you go, your eyes will look for the last time something that I do not know ', but then my will and a part of me will always exist on your journey whatever your destination ... finally back
together ... Good night ... mom ...
Salvatore
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