Achevement fulfilled, hope Almost eleven months earlier,
A sunny late morning in early June. Sheets placed on the lawn of the Champ de Mars. Cheese, fruit and wine. Sausage too, a guitar and a score of young men came to me expressing their affection at the dawn of my departure for Thailand.
Tomorrow, in a few days, a new beginning. A return also, and the impression of a cycle. Sticky rice dipped coconut and papaya salad have nothing to do with the cheese and wine that they convey the cultural identity respectively.
friends are, who are not like others, do not have the blond hair or brown, or light eyes, and do not speak the same language. Those
I left a year ago, I knew them again later. Those, who welcomed me with such grace that accepts me and held me instead of brothers and sisters, friends, I have no certainty as to a next time.
I am especially aware that a student has been fighting for four days now waking up from a coma in which the dive was a drop in motorcycle. Four days without opening his eyes. And relatives who watch every second of eyebrow movement. And others who are looking to her bedside and her intimately to finally lifted, "to be strong and not let go." And the meager knowledge we have of the coma, from movies, magazines, urban legends and hearsay - it can last for twenty-four hours as many years - the uncertainty. Shall we meet? You're alive
Kanika, by my side, but you did not realize myself. Or maybe yes, but I do not know.
the evening we pray together. And I like to think that thirty prayer with faith we entrust to the Virgin Mary reached her goal. And I only understand that I am not strong enough.
Do not be afraid to have a thought for her. Not the kind which agrees with parsimony find it horrible, a young boy of fifteen with the whole future ahead of her. Rather those that are in common hope, who believe in his luck in life. The
shall I see people I do not hesitate to consider them as brothers, which gives me more love than I did receive?
In fact I do not think we can prevent the pleasure of finding ourselves. I already dream of studying that will guide tourism in Chiang Mai, Tak pharmacy and English in Australia.
I dream that young people from hill tribes become men and women of the twenty-first century, that modernity is not a flaw, but a means. Kanika
I dream that invites me to her wedding and be proud of tomorrow, as I am today, having had the honor of sharing their lives.
