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  • I can't stop staring at it, eight little people enjoying the sunset, one summer.. their little faces turning around slowly to look at the photographer, an artist, beloved and amazing woman, mum and aunt... There will be so few people like her in the world.

    I am not the kind of person that remembers everything, I wish I was though, but somehow I do keep some moments, striking memories of my life remain in my brain forever, and this is one of those. Even if I was small I can still feel the sun in my skin, the warm breeze, the great time we had, playing around with my cousins, brothers ans sister, sitting there waiting for my parents, aunts and uncle to finish lunch.

    After that summer the picture was printed and It was nicely framed and placed in a shelve in my aunt's house.
    We did not go very ofter there, because it was in another city, but when we did it was great. We loved it there, loved the place, the company, loved the family reunions we had, the green grass, the summer weather, the wooden doors and delicate decoration of the house, it was like being in another world, everything was so perfect.

    It is sad, because I am speaking about it in the past, it has been a year and a half already since she was taken from us.
    It is hard not to see her, talk to her, feel her laugh and be inspired by her personality, and what is even harder is to realize that those moments are never coming back. When she left, a hole was left in our hearts, in our lifes, in our routines and traditions. We don't meet as often as we did, actually it has become very hard to plan anything like we used to, she is not there anymore, she was the link that brought us together, the one person that made it all possible.
    It has been hard, hard for all, her kids, my mother, her husband, her family, her friends... we all remember her and loved her, and we always will.

    Today I felt inspired, inspired by her, and I needed to write down my thoughts, not long ago she was there with us and it all made sense, more than 500 days have gone by and we still feel lost. I believe in destiny, but I do not understand everything that happened to her, she did not deserve anything bad. She was all kindness and warmth, like a summer day.

    This picture brings me back to a lot of memories, it takes me to the south, to my cousins, brothers and sister, to my family, and most important, to her.
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