I think goodbye’s are harder for people who stay.
We woke up, we had breakfast and, as usual, Becka was our hand brake. We made another coffee, we positioned ourselves facing the sun and after the first sip, she appears.
We lock her, we run to say...
“The Family Without Borders" Stay in touch with your heart, enter each place of your fears, destroy all the walls of untruths, let go of everything that suits you no more, live everyday with gentleness and sense of humor... it's living time!