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Period stall for me, away from the keyboard of my computer, away from the blog! There are many things I wanted to write, but when I got here, I have not had the desire to organize my ideas and I gave up! Maybe because lately things have happened that I was disappointed, saddened and when something does not suit me down, I'm there to grogiolarmi nell'incazzatura, in my broth to a boil waiting to seize the right moment to try to fix things.

But let's stick a bit 'all the pieces and get back in shape ... began this spring and I have to be in shape! :-)

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I created this blog with the intention of being able to find other moms in the virtual world with which to share thoughts, sorrows, moments, feelings that go beyond everyday life guided by in some way on our experience of mothers 'special'!

I spent many months, I would say years, without any feedback (and thank goodness!) And I "used" my space to myself, to give vent to what I had inside me and, in my moments of sadness, moments of my memories ... In short it was a bit 'my therapy in being able to externalize the feelings that I still brought in, tied to the loss of Elijah!

Then, slowly came the first messages, have begun the first contacts and I found out how what I wrote in these pages is shared, created, tested from other moms like me and what is good and enriches this sharing, what helps me to face myself and how to help me remove My pulse, as I raise the idea of \u200b\u200bnot being afraid to remember!

I felt a bit 'as our hands that move, open, close, squeeze, caress, protect ... I tried to give all this (and I do not know if I could), but certainly I have received.

So I have enriched the area of \u200b\u200bthe link "Web Parents" by placing two new associations:

Little Angels of my wonderful friend Federica,

parallel dimension, a site created by Nancy, in the name of his angel Aeneas.

So, if you ever happen again that some other mother might stumble on this page, to free choice, where it wants to jump, reach out where considered more appropriate and more suitable for herself, and space to enable it to interact with who and what they think best ... because at that time so we only need to be heard and to find someone who understands our hearts and if we have more opportunities to do so, we feel sciura more pampered and understood!

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I read this sentence and I do mine, because I really think so .. like a good dreamer:

.... Sometimes a winner is just a dreamer who never gave up ....

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Time travel

We are at the gates of a New Year ... I should be happy, but instead it makes me look back with some u 'nostalgia!

Pass the time my kids grow up, I can not take them in the neck, Eve is almost a "little woman" and every moment that passes constantly increasing its innate independence, Alberto although always so "mama's boy" is growing and is unable to fall asleep in my arms ... what I liked to feel his heart beating with mine!

This passage of time that I can not rebel, punctually again resurface in the gaps that left me Elijah ... there is an increased curiosity about how it was, that character would have, who would have looked like .. His little face in my mind is increasingly blurred and this certainly does not help.

have a "special mum" for a little over 5 years and this passage of time somehow did take a different color to pain, but it has not lessened! I do not speak of resignation because I know that I did not resign to never have lost my child .. indeed!
But I think the time has helped me to ponder the pain, that is, to find a reason in what happened gave me the strength to face the future with serenity, understanding the reason behind such a short but intense passage of my Elijah ... in the great legacy that he left me ... that is, learn to love and live as intensely as if nothing had taken for granted, so deeply as to burst the heart!

Perhaps it is before the loss of a child which stops the time, is the only obstacle to its flow, however, because for many years, centuries may pass, that pain, those memories, those passions and feelings remain on as if they had lived for the first time, every day, every moment of my life!

Eva and Albert will grow and take their streets, but no ... Elia I'll take it with me always, in every beat of my heart and he will age with me ... our bond is unbreakable ... conditions beyond time, beyond a lifestyle choice, in addition to everything!

Thanks for being my my love!