quinta-feira, julho 17, 2008

Saying goodbye

Minha prima, mãe de Gabriel, esposa de Felipe e que se chama Maria Cocoras andou remexendo os emails antigos e acabou achando um texto lindo, escrito por alguem que eu não faço ideia quem seja.
ela me enviou esse email agora a tarde e essas foram suas palavras: "lembrei de tu também, pq só quem viveu uma experiência dessas é que é capaz de entender esse email."
Tudo que a gente viveu e foi lindo volta pra cabeça. Viver tudo de novo é o mais divertido. Viver em pensamento, eu sei. Mas vivo.

Saudade de um tempo que passou e que nao volta mais.

E ele dizia assim:

"A year has past and now we stand on the brink of
returning to a world where we are surrounded by the paradox of
everything and yet nothing being the same.
In one month we will reluctantly give our hugs and,
fighting the tears,
say
goodbye to people who were once just names on a sheet
of paper to
return to
people that we hugged and fought tears to say goodbye
to before we ever
left.
We will leave our best friends to return to our best
friends.
We will go back to the places we came from and go back
to the same
things we
did last summer and every summer before.
We will come into town on that same familiar road, and
even though it
has
been months, it will seem like only yesterday.
As you walk into your old bedroom, every emotion will
pass through you
as
you reflect on the way your life has changed and the
person you have
become.
You suddenly realize that the things that were most
important to you a
year
ago don't seem to matter so much anymore, and the
things you hold
highest
now, no one at home will completely understand.
Who will you call first? What will you do your first
weekend home with
your
friends? Where are you going to work? Who will be at
the party Saturday
night? What has everyone been up to in the past few
months? Who from
school
will you keep in touch with? How long before you
actually start missing
people barging in without calling or knocking? Then
you start to
realize how
much things have changed, and you realize the hardest
part of being an
exhange student is balancing the two completely
different worlds you
now
live in, trying desperately to hold on to everything
all the while
trying to
figure out what you have to leave behind.
We now know the meaning of true friendship. We know
who we have kept in
touch with over the past year and who we hold dearest
to our hearts.
We've left our worlds to deal with the real world.
We've had our hearts broken, we've fell in love, we've
helped our best
friends overcome eating disorders, depression, stress,
and death.
We've lit candles at the grotto and we've stayed up
all night on the
phone
just to talk to a friend in need. There have been
times when
we've felt so helpless being hours away from home when
we know our
families
or friends needed us the most, and there are times
when we know we have
made
a difference.
One week from now we will leave. One week from now we
take down our
pictures, and pack up our clothes. No more going next
door to
do nothing for hours on end. We will leave our friends
whose random
e-mails
and phone calls will bring us to laughter and tears
this summer, and
hopefully years to come. We will take our memories and
dreams and put
them
away for now, saving them for our return to this
world.
One week from now we will arrive. One week from now we
will unpack
our
bags and have dinner with our families. We will drive
over to our best
friend's house and do nothing for hours on end. We
will return to the
same
friends whose random e-mails and phone calls have
brought us to laughter
and
tears over the year. We will unpack old dreams and
memories that have
been
put away for the past year.
In one week we will dig deep inside to find the
strength and
conviction to
adjust to change and still keep each other close. And
somehow, in some
way,
we will find our place between these two worlds. In
one week, Are you
ready?

Have a save trip back home guys! Love you all!

2 Comments:

Blogger Lua Barros said...

Antes de mais nada, preciso dizer que amei você ter ido até a minha janela. Foi como receber um abraço seu. Fiquei feliz, de verdade.
Sobre o texto, me fez pensar em um monte de coisas. Acho que no meu caso, eu nunca mais consegui achar que a minha antiga casa era a minha casa, de fato. A minha casa é onde eu estou. Família é para sempre e nem a distancia nem a saudade mudam isso. Amigos de verdade nos aguardam em cada porto por onde passamos.
Hoje entendo que o mais importante é se permitir voar e poder pousar aonde quisermos.
Beijo grande, por onde quer que você esteja.

9:00 PM  
Blogger Ana Brandão said...

Tô todinha arrepiada, lembra como dava medo voltar?! Agora me dá tanta saudade do lado de lá, mas a "Saudade é a certeza de que o passado valeu a pena". E como valeu, não é filha?!


E sobre os cavalos, eu só fico pensando cada foto linda que vc vai tirar!! ai ai

te amo

3:14 AM  

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