"I got my angel now"

 I do not remember my first step, my first fall, my first words or even my first cry, but I remember a fascinating person, who took shape in my eyes and voice in my child ears. A person who completed  me and has always been there in my growth. Whether because of a fall, while I still learning to walk, either by a frustration when still knew the importance of losing, or even a word at the right time, when I demonstrated my first insecurities about life.

With her ​​I learned unconditional affection, which generates a unconditional love and often inexplicable understanding before inconsequential acts. I also learned the importance of being who I am, the need to always fight for what I believe and trust. I got that the little moments and little conversation need no sense, because this is always present on the abetting of being together. And is thus being more rigid or flexible, she taught me the real importance of who I have in life, not what I have in front of it.
But the years pass and the illusion of lifelong learning is coming up in the reality of life that is sadly short. Be in the morning, afternoon, evening, whether faster or slowly, we are betrayed by the unexpected and realize the weakness, ignorance and inability to understand and accept the reality of what was taken from us. As children, lost in their first emotions, we are forced to live with a new sensation, which tightens the heart and seems to scratch the soul. After all, it seems that everything has changed. Where are you? We start to imagine trips that never end, fantasizing about the possibility of her return, the possibility of a last hug, one last kiss, one last word. How to know that would be the last time to talk, to smile, to look? I never imagined my life without her, because she was the essence that fed my battles, my dreams, my accomplishments, my life. I still seeking his eyes in the crowd. I wish I could see them, I would want to feel her approving look. You're gone. And then cuddles in the morning, lunch conversations, goodnight kisses, the smiles, the hugs, walks hand in hand, the stories (oh, the stories!), Everything seems to be half full. I would never want to lose you! I wish you were here for a second, because it hurts, it hurts so much knowing that I can not touch her beyond recall.
And so, knowing everything you've done, everything you worked, everything you faced to see me here, I raise my head and do my best to move forward with the sincerest of smiles on my face. After all, you always showed me that I could go on, when I thought I could not. You always strengthened my weakness to, even in your absence, I was able to realize my dreams.
Today, I do not have more security in your hands, but I support your teachings and continue following in your footsteps.
Today, I woke up thinking of you mom.