Those who lose a father or mother are orphans and those who lose a partner are widows or widowers, but… what do you call the mother or father who loses a child? Is there a name? And what about the «forgotten mourners»? Those siblings who lose their sibling, that pain remains opaque under the shadow of an unwanted protagonism that does not go with them and is difficult to bear.
Because that person was the one who knew your life and you knew his much more deeply than perhaps even a parent, side by side, with laughter, fights and chocolate crêpes and strawberry jam.

The tata and the tete (sis’ and bro’).

Until the last moment we were by his side. His father, his sister and his mother, all as one. And with our hand on Oscar’s chest, we said all together that we would always be one. I believe that in this world there is no stronger and purer love than the love we feel for each other. It is never too late to feel more, to love more if possible and to say

I love you more often.

We are proud of our children, of who they have become and of what they have done for
others. Adding to what Oscar was to us at home, we have not ceased to be amazed with
anecdotes about him from people we did not even know, stories so beautiful that they
astonished us, strangers who have made us accomplices in noble stories for which we feel immense pride because of what Oscar was like and how little he boasted about it – his humility. His sister, with that sensitive soul inside her, has become strong by fighting very closely against death. Tough times since she was 19 years old fighting against the pandemic that has devastated so many lives. She does not lack courage nor bravery. Although she has experienced intimately the devastating loss of so many people, nothing can compare with this loss so abrupt, shocking and desolate. She did not have time to say goodbye to a brother, to her tete, something that seemed like a «see you later» became dark, incomprehensible – «You have to come to Teknon, come Sandra, your brother is in a coma, we don’t know what has happened».

Just a few months ago they were enjoying a trip together, it would be their last trip together, celebrating the family, life and their togetherness. “I told you so, I told you so!”
(And I asked him one day, “What were you saying to Sandra while you were dancing Oscar?
“Well, I told her that one day we would go out together and party!» He wasn’t yet 18 and
they were dancing crazily with their cousins. They would never forget that trip.

Oscar has done so much for us, for his friends, for his football boys and for his whole family.
At his young age he has united us forever and has left a vibrant legacy in this world for so many people who want to follow their dream and their goals, who play down things more than ever, and he shows us that «the most important things are the most important things».

I want to believe that Oscar did so much that it was time for him to move on to a new
dimension of light and love, to a better world. Meanwhile, in this life, we need our time to
adapt, to cope with his absence. I like to understand the many signs that bring us closer to him, … that butterfly, that number 7 in so many special places, that star, that award-winning drawing, even this week’s squall … Oscar … really? for me …. that’s sufficient 😉

There comes a time when death looks you in the eye and knows that you no longer fear it. I will continue to live in this world as best as I know how and when my time comes it will come with peace and serenity knowing that Oscar is waiting for me on the other side. We are just passing through and we will meet again.