A year…

A year like this.
Spent remembering and searching in our hearts for the most beautiful and intimate moments spent with you.
You who have always defended the family, parents, brothers and nephews and nieces with whom you were confronted, and you envied their youth’s freshness.
You who lived of news and experiences lived in all the world’s places thanks to the many jobs and one in particular (flight attendant) that you loved so much.
The journey that took you far away but at the end to your home and your country of origin was always proud.
The childhood friends, always those, protected and helped in the simple life of those who have ever lived there and around, while you have explored, and consumed by the experiences made, you have transmitted the freedom and, the desire to live and fight for their dreams that in part you have realized.
The time to get to know and love each other is sometimes not enough to fully understand and reconcile.
You flew all your life, and this time you didn’t come back while everyone was waiting for you again with a laugh and a hug.
You went away fighting with dignity, without making noise, but shaking everyone in some way.
Thank you for flying with us on this first-class trip first and now, spoiling us again as you always did.
You are there waiting for us with your parents waiting to find us together, to continue to love each other and live in peace.After all, it is unfair to die since we were born, as Anna Magnani said, but it is also true that death’s awareness encourages us to live.