The last couple of months we regularly got together with family and friends. Special times and memories that will stay with us forever. On Sunday we decided to get together as family. This was a special get-together in many ways. We are leaving on Saturday morning and this would probably be our last time together – all at one table, having a meal.
Even though we laughed and joked, a sadness hung in the air. We all tried to avoid the subject of us leaving. I caught myself many times walking through the garden and trying to soak up each and every detail. I don`t want this time to end but on the other hand I also want to get back home and to my life in Argentina.
Mom was very quiet and at first I thought she was only tired. Later on I realized it was so much more. What will she do when we are gone? For 3 months she saw us almost every day. We were a telephone call away. Now things will return to `normal` and all that we will have left is a mountain of photos and memories that fill every space in the heart.
I don`t know how I am going to say goodbye.