LIKE EVERY YEAR
Like every year on those dates, i will leave everything and i will have a memory for those that i love and there aren´t here anymore for one reason or another, with those bad writen words i would like to be with them, hugs and love.
For you Valentí ( my father) that every step that i am doing i´ll do it with your wise words, with your dark eyes that inlighted my journey to find the best traks towards my own dreams, that aren´t others that beeing every day a better person, and at the same time having the chance to enjoy all those things that so often we don´t dare. Thanks to give me this blood full of fighting energy that you always had.T´ESTIMO, I love you.
For you Halima, to make me understand so many things about the pain , thanks to do it with comprehention , freedom and hapinness.Thanks Halima´s to show me how to fight with out fear, you always gonna be where ever will be worth to be , and i am pretty sure that your smile will be my passport to cross all those silly borders, lots of kisses my dear.
For you Youssef this peculiar person , so simple , so real , so good. a character extremly in love for those that he love, with this inner anarchy that made you like you are, very different than others, this kind of good “father” that you have been for me while i was there in Uganda and Mauritania. it would be impossible that somebody like you disapear from my life, Dear Youssef , i am pretty sure that no matter you are now, you are becouse you really want it. Thanks to give me all you did.
For you Kenny, this kind of strong man, strong like an oak from inside and from outside. Thanks to share with me your incredible life and experiences, thanks to do it accepting me like i am, thanks to show a bit more about this interesting and peculiar life with a bicycle, making me dream and share all those nights counting stars in our dark nights, Kenny, you always will be an example for my, and one of my best references in life, I really miss you…
And also my most deep memory to all of those that for sure i will forget to name them, but especially for those girls&boys that i helped and unfortunately the injustice of one forgotten life push them to ilnnesses , starvation or other terrible atrocities that unfotunately still hapen today in the 21th century
Today like every year on those dates, my memories are for you all, and these words aren´t anything else that impotent feelings, i would love to raise you all on top of everything, becouse for me you are and you will be my best thrill, my strengh to keep going, and the best reason to fight against all those things that so often we forget.
Death tooked you with sadnness, but me i recover you with hapinnes in life, I love you.
DEATH IT´S THE SWEETEST DREAM THAT WE ALL AVOID.
HEALTH AND GOOD JOURNEY, NANDO.