They say that people dear to you never die. They say they will watch us from the sky and will always remain in our souls…
“-Mommy, are you ever going to leave me?
- Oh, of course not.
- Does that mean you will never die? You will always be near me?
- All people must die eventually, even I. But I will be standing behind a star, watching all your steps. And if you will wave your hand to the sky, I will know that you are thinking about me!”
When you actually lose the person dearest to, you can not believe it. You sit wretched, in a corner, thinking at the most beautiful moments you have spent with that person.
“-I will run away, one day, mommy. You know I will…
-If you will run away, I will become the air you breath, and we are still going to be together!”
Someone wise said: “Life is like one of those soap bubbles: it takes birth, then floats wherever the wind will carry it and then it vanishes… A small thread of smoke is rising to the sky, disappearing then without trace.” The bubble remains only in the soul of someone that loved it with all his heart, appearing with its beauty, personality and incredible wisdom in his mind, whenever you think at it.
“- Life goes on, with or without the ones you love.
- Yes, mommy, life does go on. Life does go on…”
It is not true. My life can’t go on. It must stop, right in this moment. My heart can not beat without her. For a moment, I stop breathing. “It’s that you, mommy? It’s that you, in the cold autumn wind? Are you the one, that caresses my hair? Are you the air that I breath?”

“- There are 1445 minutes in every each day, that your can use however you want: to walk, to create, to learn… It is not you that have created this world, but it is you, that can make it , through work and perseverance a better place as the one within you were born. Put all your hopes in the way you follow and watch it leading forward! Promise me, you will not cry after me! Promise, you will cherish each and every second in your life! Promise!
- I promise mommy! I promise!”
A tear is splipping down my cheek. “ I can not keep my promises. I just can’t!” The figure of my dearest person appears, like an old forgotten dream. I try touching her but it is impossible. “ The Univers is unfinished. There are millions of stars in it. How can I know which one is your star? Which one of these millions of shiny spots on the sky is your new home?”
“- Pick a star, which one you like! It does not matter. I am behind the one you want me to be. Because, I am in your soul. I am behind the star of your soul.”
I can not cry. I made a promise, and promises must be kept! ”Hi, mommy. I hope you are watching me, behind the Sun. It is the nearest star, and that means we are closer. There are only a few light years that keep us apart. I will travel with light, on a sunbeam, on the way to you. We will together, someday, but not now. Life must go on, but you will always be in my soul…”