September 13, 2019: it all began. Story of an adventure.
It's about 9 o'clock September 13, 2019: Eugene he wakes up dazed, dazed, almost absent.
I worry, like any father who loves the son how he loves his heart; and as usual in my life, I look for a solution, I rack my brain to remedy this problem, which immediately seems like an insurmountable mountain.
Today begins ouradventure” which will see us united in true and firm affection for 13 months, inlove family as always”fantastic 4” and in the unshakable and indelible faith that accompanies our trust in the Resurrection.
The September 13, 2020 Eugene was leaving his body: they came to visit us from Foggia my mum, grandmother Rosaria, my brother Gilberto and his wife Mariantonietta.
There was a lot love in the air, and our hearts tightened in the embrace of our warrior who was laying down his arms, to win his race for heaven.
Gilberto talks to him, looks at him: but Eugene has something else on his mind. She doesn't recognize him, maybe yes. One day he will confide it to me.
Nonna Rosaria caresses him gently, like only one mum caress her baby.
AND' son of son: it's the heart of the heart!
I sketch a bitter smile, to hide my immense pain.
I hug him, squeeze him, smell his perfume: it's never enough for me.
Eugene it's flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, it's alllove I have.
Last Updated: July 6, 2022 11:55 by Remigio Ruberto