You were so delicious, in all your movements, actions and thoughts.
Sometimes I feel depress about thinking that perhaps... I have forgotten your delicious food. And, Is it important? Absolutely, because cooking is one of my passions... Perhaps one of the few that we share in our way, indeed in all my life.
I feel depress because, in recent times We had shared our ways in life... According that lifestyles now, my life is so quite, patient, and... I only fell worried about it is important... Not fixing my goals in foggy schemes that don't give us nothing but... You left. You died.
I hope remind your flavours, your delicious memories with my all my days during my life... I hope so, because I don't know if one day We will find you somewhere. You will be staring me with all your love.
Lots of love,
your daughter
