Author: gaviotabr (---)
Date: 03-03-12 16:58 PST
Ana, my dear.
They say that love ends. That love finishes. But that is not the truth. Nothing is ends. Everything stays, continues and changes.
As I waited for that surgery, a thousand years went by. The two were there
inside and I thought, if something happens with them, I'll die. They say that a movie of our lives goes through our heads and so I saw. I saw you
two girls coming to our house. I saw the three of us still little
in many, many moments. I saw you holding up cups, trophies. Your image in a magazine, inaccessible. Far from the child I was and you were as well. Afterwards our escape from home and our fear and our courage. And the jump without a net so often called love. I saw you walking away, being taken in different ways, so many times. And then I saw you back and in the bottom of your eyes, like a river, everything we had not lived.
From there I found myself torn between two loves,
between two lives. One that I was living and the other I had ever
been able to live. During my worst moments as I waited in
that room, as if our daughter's illness had cured me, I understood that I was not torn anymore (there were no division). What had been experienced, what had been left behind. It was all part of one story, one life and one feeling: love. It was then that I saw, we
two together, crossing the border (images of Ana hugging Lucio and Rodrigo running towards Manu).
From Ana to Rodrigo
As if we had reached the
other side of a river. The river we loved each other for the first time,
the river of my accident. But always a river. And because at that moment I needed to be strong, finally and without scapes, I made it through
that eternal river, as if in a moment I had lived all years that were still stuck in me, waiting for me. Across the
border that, without realizing, we had already crossed. A childhood
shared, an adolescence locked, a youth not lived. This side of the border two mature adults eventually freed of that heavy burden, made of memories, old dreams. Because there are new dreams
on this side of the border. And now, we can live. (images of Manu oppening the door to Rodrigo and Lucio to Ana)