22.06.2016
Lots of you people already know why I’m being silent, this week. Last Wednesday, while she was walking in the mountains with my father as they used to do, my mother slipped, and fell alongside a cliff. Nothing could be done to save her. She died on Friday 24th, in Como. I like to think […]
Lots of you people already know why I’m being silent, this week.
Last Wednesday, while she was walking in the mountains with my father as they used to do, my mother slipped, and fell alongside a cliff. Nothing could be done to save her. She died on Friday 24th, in Como.
I like to think she didn’t realize what was happening, and that she died happily in the place she loved most, in the arms of the man she loved more than anything.
We’re bidding her farewell tomorrow, early afternoon, in Santa Maria di Caravaggio, Milano.
Thanks to all my friends, so kind and affectionate in this difficoult moment.
Carissima Chiara, trovare il tuo messaggio stamattina e’ stato come un pugno nello stomaco. Ti ho scritto all’unico indirizzo email che ho (quello di IOL), anche se non sono sicura che sia ancora attivo). Il mio email dovrebbe comparire in cima a questo messaggio. In ogni caso, ti sono vicina malgrado le migliaia di chilometri di distanza. Ti voglio bene. Raffaella.