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The gesture

Modifié le : 2019/07/31

I had the priv­i­lege and hap­pi­ness of talk­ing to my par­ents for the arrival of 2013. I say this with pomp that may seem exces­sive. It is only the unre­strained obser­va­tion of the feel­ings that inhab­it me. I am 53 years old, and I am still in front of them low­li­ness that only seeks to be loved.

Dur­ing the con­ver­sa­tion, Dad approached mom, slipped his arm behind her, and then slow­ly put his hand on her shoul­der. My ama­teur pho­tog­ra­pher’s eye under­stood the impor­tance of the ges­ture. I imme­di­ate­ly start­ed the screenshot.

This is indeed the sign of a love that has been dig­ni­fied and refined at the riv­er of time. How many times have their bod­ies met like this ? Who car­ries each oth­er’s blood ? Who under­stands what the oth­er per­son is feel­ing ? Their eyes exchange dia­monds of understanding.

Who will dare to claim that life can be lived alone ?

Hap­py New Year 2013, and may your lone­li­ness, if it exists, with­er away forever.

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