Today I went to the home of my parents with Ugo my brother to share their things. Obviously it has been very sad.
There was also a letter for us from my mother. She wrote it in 1994, and said we should open it after both of them would be dead. We did it today. There where mostly words of love and recommendations for us. But beside the content, we could recognize her style and it was like hearing her voice again. I could not stop crying.
We also thought about life and death, sic transit gloria mundi.
Giulia was with me and she also cried. I told her not to be sad, the important thing is that generations go in the natural sequence, parents before children. The other way is unbearable, but like this is ok. What if we lived hundreds of years. The world would be full of old people, no new energy and everything static and stinky.
The nature is like this and it’s beautiful. The old goes and the new comes in. Young people, fresh, happy, full of enthusiasm and positive feelings as if life would never end…
Ugo told me that one day our children would do the same with our things, they would share it. Yes they would share it and they would remember our love. We wouldn’t need any of the things we had in life anyway.Last consideration is that we shouldn’t be afraid of dying. Billions of people died before us and the world has continued. My parents died and the world, unlike I was thinking during my childhood, is continuing.
This is a last lesson we learn from them.