THE LAST BIRTHDAY

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She woke up a Little happy, the Young girl knew that her mother was there in this room, where they shared the stories of each day and at the same time they let to fly their imagination. They shared so much time and the relationship between mother and daughter become a beauty and incredible friendship every day start to be stronger with large dose of love. A bored and sad day came full of the home monotony. The family organized a trip to finish with the routine, parks and pedestrian areas seemed to make effect in them. Suddenly, it disappeared every routine engendered in the home environment. Soon the sun started to appear in the horizon and the rays showed it was 6 o’clock, the girl slided herself on her blanked putting her feet on the frozen floor, it was a stimulant to make her woke up… she was ready, to start to the school and learn something new, her mother was finishing to organize herself (impossible, more beautiful) to take her between pedestrian areas to the school’s gates and the mother could take her way to her job. After the school, the girl arrived to the home environment, then she finished her duties, she was sat on the living room with anxiety and wished to see the image of that beauty woman, her mom, she went through the brown doors and immediately ran and jumped to her arms.

Today was not a common day, a cold cover her body, believed it was the result of her mind but this day, something stronger made she started to cry when she knew her mother was so sick and her appearance wasn’t the best. That girl, followed her instinct and took her to the hospital; in there, it was a diagnostic  a mortal sick, after some medical exams; the girl didn’t know with accuracy what was happening, the speculations started to sail in the girl’s mind, until a call put and showed her the reality, at the moment with a directly glance to the horizon line a tear got out from her eyes which finally turn in to weeping… after some days,  uncertainly days and the girl was caught for the worried situation, The fragile and susceptible girls without any hope, expected results; when her mother knew the medical examination results she asked “What is happening to me?” the girl holding a painful look and giving her a hug with all the force that could resist the body of her mother, We arrive later at home, my mother joined all the family and disrupts their dinner, she told them the inevitable truth.Ring ... Ring ... the phone rang, an unexpected call was done, the girl replied, it was the doctor to inform her mother has to begin her chemotherapy, I hoped she recover his strength, the girl thought.  Every day she went with her mother, giving her moral support and great love; we were waiting chemotherapies did effect on her sick, her condition and appearance was recovering their normal form and motor skills. Dawned and her mother had one more year, another year of life, The girl spoiled her  all day because 51 years are not met every day, 51 where she was taught the good behaviors  and values were  rules for the life and humility is a treasure.  Hours passed and they started to celebrate the birthday of her mother and her incidentally improvement with the treatment,  balloons, punch and cake were the nicest things for that mother; she was so much happy that I would paralyze the time to make it never finished, it was pure happiness, the kind of happiness never seen, but that beautiful smile and happiness did not last long ... Cancer came back to counteract the improvement treatment of her mother and that night, she unexpectedly got terribly sick, her body could not resist more and that night full of excitement and adrenaline started to be in our memory, a memory kept with her last smile, her last glance and her last kiss. Her mother had died.

I will miss you, you can be sure about it, there were many good and bad times we lived together ... It's the only song that makes she remembers her mother, the best song to describe the immemorial moments the girl lived next to her, this moments stayed there in an unusual and pure memory, souvenirs friends, confidents and the most important her Mother.

 Andrea  Báez

Pedro Fontalvo

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