any wound would heal one day -[ sometimes i feel lucky- june08]

Hey there,

I promised I would write, but I don’t really know what to say. Or at least, what to say to you…

On one hand, I would like to say a lot, on the other, not so much. I feel that it’s more fair to you to say a lot. So let’s try:

Our daughter was born on the 26th of July, 16:35. Everything went fine and really quick. The first week she slept a lot and life was easy, no crying at all. The second week, difficulties started. She doesn’t look that happy, and though at the beginning it looked like stomach cramps were the problem, they seem to be mostly gone, but our rhythm of sleep at night a lot, not so much during the day, is now quite messed up. We are scrambling to find something that works, that makes her be happy and content again without spending our whole day with our pinkie in her mouth (she doesn’t like pacifiers either). The lack of sleep doesn’t help to make us all feel happy and cheerful, though we definitely love her incredibly (already).

I don’t know how you are doing, but it seems you are doing quite fine. It seems you have found someone that really values you and sees you as beautiful as you are. So much so that you will not come back to HCMC as soon as you had planned. I feel a mixture of pain, jealousy and relief about that. No surprises there, of course.

I feel it is really fair that you find someone that sees in you how amazing you are, and is free to give you much more than I could. Enjoy it, and I hope it really is as wonderful as it looks like through the camera lens. And I hope it lasts, and I hope you feel fulfilled, happy, and generally surrounded by pink clouds.

I’ll keep my brief memories.

Besos.