Memorial Tribute by
It is the first time I write to you after your "passing." I'm translating your Absence from Felicity, I mean, I'm doing the first draft, then it will be thoroughly revised by Isabella and Patrizia. Sometimes I have doubts and think to ask you to dispel them; but then, in a split second, I know I can't send mails to you. Can I ask you all the same? Your words are in my mind. I remember when you called me baby, you started your mails or letters with Ciao baby. I knew I couldn't play games with you, and I think I can't play games with your words in my mind, your words are always in my mind and I feel blessed for this. Sometimes I feel lucky I have met you, and maybe I am. Your "passing" was heart breaking for me, I thought I had to tell you something but I couldn't. I read what other people wrote about you, and I found myself in most, if not all the thoughts being expressed. It's true you were (are) kind, humorous, supportive, always telling me: DON'T BE SERIOUS, BE GENTLE WITH YOURSELF! You always answered my letters and mails, even if I asked the silliest things, you always tried to change my mind pointing always to the OTHER REALITY. I started calling myself the "nuisance" and you answered: yes, our beloved nuisance.
My deepest regards to Gloria and the whole staff at the Foundation, and I wish all of you the best for Christmas and the forthcoming New Year.
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