I miss that day…
It was the summer of 1999, yes I know that is a lot of nines.
The first year my brother and I spend as siblings.
The first year my mother saw her two children again.
And on one summer day we spend the whole day together as a family.
Just the three of us.
My mother didn’t had a lot of money,
She counted all the small changes coins she had and bought us ice-creams.
We didn’t had a picture together.
But on that day we took a picture,
Just my brother and I.
When we took that picture, I remembered my mother face.
She smiled when she took it,
My mother hadn’t smiled in a while.
Her mission was finally completed,
To get all her children together in a land full off opportunities.
No matter how long and hard the road will be, she would give her life for us.
With or without a man.
I miss that day,
Seeing the smile and hopes on my mother face.
I miss that,