nop, llegaste a tiempo Papa, gracias... el hueco que mi madre dejo...yo la vi morir, que placer y que dolor. Mi madre en un momento de locura no supo articular su testamento emocional y eso hasta hace poco lleno mi corazón de un vacío que no puedo llenar. Mi padre es mi roca, es mi ejemplo... un verdadero héroe emocional, mi madre por el otro lado me lego la duda, el vacío y la vida. Les debo todo y nada, y sin embargo vivo a través de todo y nada. Mis muñones dicen hola, mis ampollas dicen: como estas?...

kingdom come already, the leaf are falling through the branches and without any warning I fell the yearning of my mother's forgotten words once again. My heart is bleeding although I wonder if is a fantasy to keep wondering about it. Perhaps you should stand aside and watch. It was a saturday afternoon, my mother was very sick I think I made her breakfast...fruits and a toast, she never was the kind of person who would take a large breakfast but ever since she fell sick a poor appetite roam her plate, so for me was doleful try to make her eat. I made a fruit salad cutting every little piece in a complicated construction. although she was week she radiated strenght. She fell the night before trying to go to the bathroom.