Everything is almost equal as before. But today, living creature in the details of my life and I feel a great internal peace with this. You asked for three words to me for you to clarify what she took me the separation. I was not capable to answer I content you it, I finished writing three pages. The care with me, taking care of of itself, is the reply that I found for my search. a process seems that it never does not finish.

But I am happy in the way. The times, in the relations human beings we deliver a great treasure at the hands of people who although careful and very zealous they do not possess ability to take care of it of this good. this drift exclusively of the fact of that it is not responsibility of them to make this. The cited good is our proper life, our happiness, our security, our responsibilities, our choices. When we place this ' ' presente' ' at the hands of the loved other we start without knowing, finding that with this we give test of supreme love, losing in them and in losing the everything it is lost.

You are not the first one that she makes me this question, but are first that the story my experience with hope of that she can bring you something of good and useful its life. He loves myself and he does not wait for the love of its children and its husband for this. The life is passenger meeeeesmo! All it passes, its children grow, you ages, its papa dies. The only certainty in the life that we have is that we are born alone and we go to die alone. what we go to make between this moment and the other is what it says in them on what we are, our workmanships.