Modern Nursey Baby's Song

Open letter to a friend


Open letter to a friend who heard I was ill after suffering a stroke.

After you answer the questionnaire ... but I think I missed an important chapter.

If you can ... and you want to ... tell me that happened in December last year, which as you said this e-mail, we can learn a lot from our friends.

A kiss, Daniel



How are you?

I now, but on 10 December last year I had an emotional peak pressure, was with many things at once (Italian courses, I formed an NGO., Etc.)

Thus, the day before mentioned, about half a day out of the shower and while I dried, I spoke to Lorenzo, my husband, who luckily was not sailing, he immediately realized that I began to babble and I was falling managed to hold on.
Eye, everything I write I do not remember, I lost consciousness. Called

EMERGENCY I immediately moved to the private hospital.
There was hospitalized until January 31 this year.

Then I went to outpatient therapy. Fortunately

just let a bit of effects on memory.

forgot the numbers to dial the phone. Daniel

if you knew? redactarte cost me this mail but I managed.

Very long story when you want to call me and tell you more.

is amazing how you can change the worldview of a person who went through what I went through. I think that little remains of the left.

What was important suddenly becomes trivial. I forgave
almost unforgivable errors, people tried to replace irreplaceable and unforgettable people forget. "

I did things on impulse. You people disappoint me that I never disappointed me, but someone disappointed ...

already embraced to protect, and smiled when I could not do it, I've done
eternal friends, and I loved and was loved, but I became
rejected. Since I knew I was loved and not love ...
I screamed and I was thrilled with such happiness, I lived
and vows eternal love and I did, but often "failed!"
I cried listening to a melody and see photos from the past,
I made a phone call just to hear a voice. And I fell in love with a smile,
I thought I would die of longing so y. ....
... I was afraid of losing someone special (and ended up losing)! But I survived! When you're at the limit
learn to value many things as the great love I feel for my husband and
still alive! BESSSSSOS
Fran

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One morning last spring Francesca appeared in my life just like a jellyfish that has reached the morning and since then is part of daily e-mailing them ... This letter is one of them ...

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Before we did not know that I can remember at the time, and even asked to clarify my doubts that was the name of your blog, and the response was overwhelming ... I did not know what a blog ...

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I'm pretty sure who it is, but quietly let myself go as long as there's good ways, because there are always some fallout after a padeciso stroke, but more importantly, Francesca remains among us ...

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When I started to have contact in this world as a blogger, partners and friends we were regulars and one day suddenly disappeared from the blog without good cause ....

almost two years have passed, but has returned attracted by the vague memories that still prevail in a corner of his brain and that's what really matters to me ...

I in principle to rest during the month of August.

I leave on the table a steaming, mouth-watering chocolate, made with much love and dedication, so that time is not conducive to oblivion ...

I'm just going to leave open the lookout caressing my soul , to leave traces those sailors travelers arriving on its shores, and welcome the accompany.

A kiss and a gardenia for each day that finds me absent ...

I want!

The flirtatious cat