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than that which chengess

today we made the move.
ie ', we loaded all our belongings in a truck (is strange to think that everything I own all of the material is enclosed in a truck). Emilian (My husband), his father, a friend and our dogs are gone, the truck, at a time of Rieti, in the house that we will host a short meeting.
I stayed here in Milan Victoria, waiting for the new house has just a semblance of home and that there are at least bed and fitted wardrobe. a settimanella and me and put us on a pupotti Frecciarossa (Assembly) at the time of the campaign Rieti.
however, is not to bore you with all this, but the strange thing happened to me, it just happened (ooddio as I write) after this sequence of events.
yes, because after they left, I entered into our now ex-empty house, that only a few minutes before had been a movement of boxes, dogs and curious men busy, and I took a nonoschè absurd! a heavy gloom!
then, this is my seventh move (I counted them recently) and never, never, I felt so in leaving a room or a house where I lived ...
the stranaaa thing is that I never liked that house, I hated her prissy parquet and rub (we were on holiday and then the furniture was not ours), that table orribbile giant strap around the old, the neighbors (Northern League ) so unpleasant that I've never had, and that funeral around ... well, I was happy to move house.
then I said to myself ... because nostalgia this trash?
I looked around and realized I am ... I lived in no house an event as important as the birth of my child.
when we arrived, I was seven months pregnant and a half. I went there the last days of pregnancy, to wander through these rooms (two, that you expect?) in the throes of boredom more unbearable when my stomach weighed ottocentomilionidichili and I could barely drive a car. I brought the dogs out in the morning and wandered to those prissy greens lawns and watched the trees bucolic counting the days until the legendary DPP.
I remember vividly the sensation experienced climbing the stairs, with Victoria in her arms, when we brought her home the hospital, wondering how they would have accepted our dogs.
and mornings spent dozing on Latvian (even when asleep taaantissimo!), Or evening, also in Latvian, when all the tiredness of the day seemed to disappear while nursed and put to bed, and we were just us two, one.
I am sitting on the bed and I thought of how many times I rocked in that room, how many times I breast fed them ', in silence ...
I felt like an old woman who returns to a house where he lived the happy moments, and can not help but be moved and a little 'pining looking for traces in the corners of the walls, beyond the glass in the windows, creaking doors in .
my daughter only ten months and I already 'so I get excited'! argh! it seemed to me 'so' great, now fully launched on the road to independence.
oh my God, what shall I 'when you go' to school? and when I bring 'home the boyfriend, the university', when he goes' live alone! ^ ^
ehhhhhhh, dear ..... that mothers who chengesss!


I watch the ripples change
Their size But never leave the stream Of warm impermanence
and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days Seem The Same
These children And That You Spit On
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware
of what they're going through

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Easter 2007 still so current

Remember hide and seek? It was the game we did as children, and the other one had hid .. Then what mattered would pursue, but the last hole could scream all free .. play hide and seek the death was the favorite game: playing with the men I was born, hide, and then he began to look for them. Sometimes they're immediately, sometimes after years, sometimes had to look for them, she also tried for years but eventually they found and captured them, always won. Then one day a man was born from the womb of a woman immaculate and everything seemed normal and instead of saying the man was allowed to do things that no one had ever said or done. But death was believed that he was one of many and it was said I'll find somewhere as I found all the others, into the abyss of their sins, in the sadness of their hearts, in the struggles of their diseases, find him! He is a man .. you always said I'll find somewhere. And he did not struggle to find it because this man, the son of man, born of the Virgin took on everything that allows us to death. All our pains, our weaknesses, found in all of our sins on the cross found him, found him in our sin taken from him and we knew that his grasp to take our sin on the cross found him in a Friday except that everything seemed that saint. it took him, and like everyone else, after taking it, hid it in a tomb and rolled it over a stone and began to sit on. and she was happy because he won the man who said great things, he had lost and the death it was said that once again he won. The death was believed to have played a good game and have won a valuable victory by killing this man special. And he thus mocking laugh on the stone of the tomb as he had done it many times but this time with more than others, even more treacherous in its supposed glory. And did not notice the stone beneath the dead man was an incredible speed, and standing on the rock did not realize what was happening in stone. You did not realize that the dead was the prince of the dead, which soon battered the gates of hell opened that door and started yelling to name the names of the dead, as death had found and hidden man began to shout: Adam, Eve, Abraham, Moses ... All free! Everybody out! At that time the graves were opened and they went out of the dead, and many saw the dead and resurrect the dead at that moment he realized he had lost the game. He realized that he had found the first son of man that the other was more alive than ever and his life could give freedom to the rest of the dead. death to those who had put the chains. He brought the word. It's Easter! It's Easter! Then you realize how much we need the son of man, of strong word of liberation because we all experience the death of sin, which marks us, that seems to want to crush that seems to want us to remove the breath of life, and it does. . with every gesture, with our mistakes, our lack of availability, with our limitations. Death tries to crush us, instead comes Easter and Jesus' death shows under his hands and says, all free, all live, all new, rebuilt, new hope for all, there is no sin, no sin that can not be forgiven , there is no sin greater love of God for us, there is no death where God is not can enter. He used his son's death to get us out of our death, he used all kinds of sins, all sins, who took it upon herself to eat in a blaze of love. He used the death to free us from sin .. happy fault that merited so great a redeemer. Feel that new words, the limit .. happy fault .. unexpected words, there seems to be something worthy to lick their wounds, to be able to punish those sins but Jesus tells us new words about our injuries .. even the disciples thought .. were convinced that the death had also won him, did not believe that the explosion had shattered his life, death. Did not expect, as perhaps we do not expect it a word of resurrection in our lives. Because if we do not reach a word in the wounds of what use is Easter? and you know how to get the Passover? Not with a thought .. Easter is the gift of his person living in the sacraments. The baptism which is tonight renew water mixed with the side of Christ, how much of this water we thirst, water that is to water our parched land that otherwise can not flourish. Soon we are given his body to eat, comes close to us, her body eaten by us, we want to eat .. wants to take possession of us, we could ask God for something bigger? No, in fact we did not ask, we are given and then we can only say thank you Lord for Your power, for your words, why are you alive, because He loves us, because we want to be. Thanks because Easter is a word of hope at any time and we are Jesus You're alive, alive. The new life is the gift that we do .. thanks. P. Viola

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Forgive me if you can and other than the man I want, Nothing in the world now, will erase my mistakes. I tried to change, but it was useless, it's not easy to find that way. Just you, who believe in me, I would have never wanted to deceive you. Brother Bear listen to me, Forgive me if you can. The pain that I hide in me is stronger than ever. Where go? I do not know. I have no future. I would like freedom, but in reality, I will not ever. For us it's too late now.

the last time I saw Brother Bear was in Rome, with Heart and Lili very strong emotion .. .. now I can not see it without crying.

thanks to the strong emotions

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although we do not hear a lot lately .. I feel your presence. GANDHI

Friendship is one of the most beautiful feeling to live because it gives wealth, emotional, complicated and therefore it is absolutely free. Suddenly you can see, we choose, we build a kind of intimacy you can 'walk beside and grow together while traveling different roads, although far apart as the two of us, hundreds of miles.
Susanna Tamaro (Cara Mathilda)