The end and the beginning

Then we come to mark the seven days. A week to change everything. When I say "we", I mean the courage, the determination, to hope, to me. We have always been together in so many times, we have built the most varied memories ... We kept steady even when fear was present, even when doubts were constant, even when we almost lost, even when almost opened the door to get the waiver. In all these moments and many others kept us together and strong. In many moments of despair, think better and we came to the conclusion that it made sense to end it all just because we are the only possibilities and end them would be suicide.

So much for me to finish to cross this bridge of my life, so little to go on to the next bridge. I still have a few more things to sort out before reaching the other side of the bridge, we can not have unfinished business when we go away soon, after all these unfinished business can make us regress one day and all I want is evolving, never otherwise. The ends also bring early and here I am ending and beginning.

Nothing better than time to calm anxiety, nothing better than time to bring hope, nothing better than time to bring in the changes that often need as much as the air we breathe. And it is time that gives me the privilege of seeing the first part of my first order of this bridge. Childhood is gone, adolescence is gone and now there are only the beginning of a new stage in which only an adult can go. And now, I finally can see that adult me.