THE POWER OF A PHOTO

Casually looking at some of my kids’ old photos, a heavy veil of sadness fell upon me.

I could see them when they were just some toddlers, when they where growing up and I realised how much I have lost not being there every moment with them.

I looked at how they were so beautiful (still they are, of course) and I think about the time that went away and the moments lost. No matter what I will do those moments will never come back.

Nearly I cried at watching my small Marti, I did split with her mother when she was still really small and I lost and made her lose so many precious moments.
No matter how many Avril Lavigne and Simple Plan concerts we will watch together, I know we will always have that huge black hole in our life.
And is the same for all the others and I realise that this is a wound that never will be healed, never for them but surely never for me too.

I know nothing can change the past and all we have to do is to live a good present, but this being surely a very good theory is sometimes very hard to apply for humble human being such as I am.

Sorry Kids, may you have a brilliant New Year and a life full of love and peace.
I love you so much, really.

Ban Naudom, 1st of January, 2549
C – COPYRIGHT – Claudio Romano