Often we are not aware of what we "tie" to the people.
And as people in a relatively short period of time we can "enter" deep.
Today my daughter has finished elementary school. End of a cycle. Change of speed. Start of "growing up" ... but yesterday at the "farewell" to her teacher for 5 years, among other things, will retire at the end of the month ... like a fountain.
Weeping bitterly, with hiccups.
One cried "true".
I was tender and made me choked up even to me.
And I started thinking about how much I have left of my "teachers".
The "my" teacher of elementary ... Sicilian woman who loved her work and it showed.
Then a deputy at middle and high school teachers 2: Technical and Italian.
People who have left something "beyond" the simple notions.
People that I meet from pleasure again and went back that if I would know and understand more.
So are the tears well ... that remind us again that we have emozioini ... and to be alive.
Even if you have tears ... "young people" who simply want to say "I love you."
"Dear Professor
I do not know why
I think after all this time just to you
perhaps because
exams for me
almost never seem to go ... "
this post reminded me of the lyrics of a song of Eros.
The school years are in for a long time.
Julia and tender, I guess his "sincere" emotions in front of a "goodbye" so strong.
A kiss from me to your princess.