
Today I am writing to you Oscar, perhaps the most difficult letter, although I hope not the only one. I want you to know about the many things that have happened … Your Yaya is a champion, she does her exercises to get better and soon she will be able to walk without help. Your

3 months ago today, listening to «You are not alone», we entered the Church of Sant Just to say goodbye to you, with all the honour, respect, love and affection you deserved.Surrounded by all of those who loved you, we saw hundreds of glassy eyes that hid the pain of losing you, a deafening silence

Dear Oscar: The days go by without you. Three months now and the memories of your life come and go endlessly. There are many in your 18 years. Many, very beautiful and very endearing. By remembering those memories and seeing you in the company of so many people, they give us an idea of why

Solitude is difficult to explain, because imagining it is just an illusion. Understanding that this absence, this emptiness cannot be filled by anything, by nothing new; I will probably fill other voids, but not that one, the hole left by the shot to my heart cannot be filled. I know that my interior is changing.