I was born in Marseille in 1977. I don't remember of those early years... but i do remember a feeling of hapiness always with me. i wasn't poor, i wasn't rich, just in the middle i guess.
I remember jumping naked at the beach when i was 3 ...
I remember playing in the stairs outside when i was 4, my mum looking at me ...
I remember moving a lot, going from apartement to apartement, loosing my friends ... that's maybe why i never could keep even one around me.
I remember going in the car with my father ... he died when i was 7, killed by a mad woman... i know something broke inside me at that time but i never knew what...
i miss him...
sometimes i would imagine how he would be proud of me maybe...
I am a father and i love my sons so much that it hurts...
Every inch of me wants the best for them and Len...
and i want them to remember good things about their childhood, and i hope they don't grow up too fast.
I have always been scared of the world outside, going too fast, too complicated, you can feel the enthropie of the world withering.
There is a sentence that touches me very much :
" I hope that the worlds turns, and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you."
I hope too....
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